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The Visit

Author: Kevin Mutisya
last update Last Updated: 2023-10-26 13:33:29

I sat in my cozy apartment, the muted sounds of the city filtering through the window. With my phone in hand, I nervously dialed Ann's number. The weight of the conversation I was about to initiate was heavy on my shoulders. I hoped to convince her to share her brother Mark's side of the story about the controversy that had been aired on TV two years ago.

As the phone rang, each tone seemed to echo with anticipation. Ann's voice finally broke the silence as she answered, "Hello?"

"Hi, Ann," I began, my voice calm and gentle. "I know this is a lot to ask, but I think it's crucial that we hear Mark's perspective on the controversy that happened two years back. It's only fair that he has a chance to share his side of the story."

There was a hesitant pause on the other end of the line, and I could sense Ann's internal struggle. I knew this was a deeply personal matter for her, and I didn't want to push too hard.

Finally, in a soft voice, Ann responded, "Molly, I appreciate your dedication
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