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algebra winning.”
“Or TikTok.”
“Or TikTok,” I agreed.
I was about to call them both to the table when Sam came through the back door with a girl I had never seen before.
The girl was about Sam’s age, maybe a year younger, with dark hair pulled into a ponytail that had come partially loose, the kind of ponytail that had been neat that morning and had spent continue reading …
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