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The Numbers

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I could only just make out Blake’s eyes beneath the aviator sunglasses he had on. They widened slightly when I asked him about the cuts. So it was true then, I could tell from just that one slight movement that it was.

While I waited for him to answer, I tried to brace myself for the inevitable news. Blake lifted a hand to his hair, running it through until it came to a rest at the nape of his neck. He lowered his eyes to mine, then gave his head a small nod.

“Yeah, it was. I’ve been going around this week to the branches that haven’t been cutting it these last few months. It was brutal, but I would rather have it be me than anyone else who had to do it.”

He didn’t say it out right, but he didn’t have to. What he meant was that he would rather be the person to go out and make the cuts than have it be his brother. I didn’t know his brother from a bar of soap, but from what little I had heard about him and had seen of him on the news, I understood why Blake felt the way he did.

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