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Chapter Ninety-Two: What We Hold Onto
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2025-08-02 08:08:37The fluorescent lights buzzed low overhead, casting a pale wash of color across the nearly empty BuyMore floor. It was Friday evening, and though the store had technically closed an hour ago, Marcus found himself lingering behind, inventory clipboard in hand, aimlessly scanning the same display he’d already checked three times.
Across the floor, Brenda moved with practiced ease as she folded the last stack of sweatshirts near the apparel section, her movements slower than usual, like her thoughts weighed her down.The board’s decision still hadn’t come.They were all trying to pretend it didn’t hang in the air like smoke from a slow-burning fire. But it was everywhere.In the way Naomi triple-checked her work before going home.In the forced jokes from Eli that didn’t quite land.In the way Callie smiled—but didn’t mean it.And in Marcus’ case, in the way he kept clenching and unclenching his jaw without even realizing i
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