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I opened the folder to the final printed email. I handed it to Kevin.
He read the first name. Then the second. Then the third. His breathing changed on the third.
Valyria. Alejandro. Marco. Tiffany.
Kevin sat down on the stool as if his legs had made the decision independently. Tiffany reached for his arm.
He pulled away. Quietly. Without performance.continue reading …
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