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“Got it.” He mimicked zipping closed his mouth.

I offered a small smile of thanks and returned to my work. For the next five or so minutes, I delved into the topics of the text. I began writing a new note.

“Hey, Cynthia,” Lamar said.

My pen stilled.

“Yeah?”

“How long are you planning on st
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