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Mysterious Ben

Sitting on the swing with Ben was calming. I hadn’t realized how tense I’d become discussing the future with the pack until we sat down together, and Ben began to slowly push the swing back and forth, back and forth, creating a steady rhythm that might’ve lolled me to sleep if I’d closed my eyes.

“How was work?” I asked Ben, deciding I n

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