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2024-10-29 19:42:56Jim played good boy the whole week, letting Deborah drag him around anyway she liked, and gave her the red light on Saturday, after the signing with the Squad.
“I’m taking Sunday off, to start working on the new songs with the boys on Monday.”
Deborah didn’t argue, knowing she could consider herself lucky she’d been able to clear so many pending issues over the last five days. So she only reminded him about the online Q&A they had scheduled for Wednesday, and the fundraising dinner on Thursday evening.
“Yeah, yeah,” Jim grunted, starting his truck.
On Sunday, he and Silvia spent the whole day at his place, phones off. And she would always remember it like both an amazing and a spontaneous, natural moment between them, that helped her keep in mind how much room she found in him to be herself.
“I think it’s the first time ever we’re together without a clock ticktocking over our heads,&rd
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