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Chapter Seventy-Four: Lila Alone

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The first cancellation arrived on a Sunday.

An email, polite and with the specific warmth of someone who had been advised to be warm while delivering an unwelcome message, from the Whitmore Foundation’s events coordinator, informing me that due to a restructuring of the planning committee my participation in the spring gala would no longer be required. They wished me well. They hoped to have my support as a guest in future years.

Guest.

I had been on that committee for three years. I had chaire
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