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I almost dropped the phone. “What?” My voice barely worked. The woman on the other end started crying. Not the dramatic kind. The exhausted kind. The kind that comes from …
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Arthur smiled, took a sip of his coffee, and leaned closer. “Of course I was worried about my heart.” His friend nodded. “Exactly! That’s what I’m saying.” Arthur chuckled. “So …
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