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turned black and metallic. My apartment was small, sparse, still smelling faintly of the ocean. I hung up my flight jacket and dropped my phone on the table.
It lit up immediately.
“Don’t forget Elena’s engagement next week.”
“Ryan’s wonderful.”
“We’re so happy for her.”
“Come early and don’t wear your uniform. People won’t understand.”
That last line stung continue reading …
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