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010: Covering lies. Making excuses.

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Diane

"Hello?"

"Hello, Diane," he said. His voice was warm and deep, like a memory of better times. "How are you, child? How is your health?"

I blinked, kind of confused. "I'm fine, Uncle Anthor. I’m doing okay. And you?”

“I’m fine. This old man is striving. But it's about you this morning. How are you doing? How’s your health?” he asked again.

Ok, now that's kind of…

I let out a small, short laugh.

“Uhm… I'm fine, Uncle. Why do you… ask?"

There was a short pause on the other end. Then, "I’m gl
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