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Chapter 50: The Second Lunch

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Friday came with thin winter sun.

The kind that appeared in November occasionally without warmth. Just light. Honest and cold and entirely itself.

Cara was at the kitchen table at seven with her studio notes when her mother appeared in the doorway.

Margaret looked at the notes. Then at her daughter.

"Again today," she said.

"One more," Cara said. "He said there was more he needed to say."

Her mother sat down without comment.

Which told Cara she understood the weight of it without needing it exp
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