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Chapter 97: What Mirabel Wants

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Thursday morning arrived with a quality that was different from the preceding days.

Not charged or significant in the way of the days that had carried federal filings and signed documents and difficult conversations. Just clear. The specific clarity of a morning that had nothing required of it beyond being itself, no particular demand on the people inside the house beyond the ordinary demands of a Thursday in spring.

I woke at six-thirty.

Thirty minutes later than the established pattern, which
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