Ava.“Hey, baby.” Her voice was level, crisp, and a little bit tired, like always.“Hey, Mom. I thought you’d be at the clinic.”“I am. It’s a slow night. How are classes?”She never said “how are you.” Just “how are classes,” or “how is thesis,” as if the rest of me didn’t warrant medical attention
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