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"She was here overnight?" "No." "Then what do you mean yesterday? Maybe you meant last night." "No. I meant yesterday morning." "But yesterday morning was when we hauled out the things." A flash of surprise glinted in his eyes. "Kat, that was three days ago." She let out a nervous laugh. "Er, dude, I already taught you how to read a human calendar–" "Kat, listen." Calix crossed the room, retrieved the exact calendar she'd taught him to read, and propped it in front of her. "You are talking about July twenty-eight." He pointed at the date. "Today is August two."

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Sable asked it without looking up. “Beta access gets you attendance records for any meeting on the official pack schedule. I cross-referenced with the calendar Orion runs for Caius.” She pointed to a column on the third page. “Every meeting marked with an asterisk has Lena listed as present but not on the original invite.” I counted the asterisks. The asterisks were small and neat and all on the left margin, the same every time, the mark of someone who had decided on a system and stuck to it. I put my finger on the first one and counted down the column.

“It’s relocated. You can look at it on purpose. It doesn’t get to ambush you with cereal.” She pulled the calendar off the wall, flipped to the marked page, and held it up once so the circle stayed undeniable. Then she walked it into the office and set it on the desk. The kitchen wall looked suddenly bare. Lighter. Wrong in a different way. Theo exhaled like something physical had shifted. “Twenty-eight still exists.” “Yes,” Dimitri said. “In your head and on that page. Not as the first face in the room.” June’s voice came small. “Is the meeting still happening?”

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He did not envy Anna one bit. “Hi mom. I’m in a meeting.” Pause. “I know mom, but the Festival of Books is held in April every year.” Pause. “I hate to miss the family Passover Seder too, but it’s going to take us at least a week to set everything up.” Pause. “I know I promised last year, but I have no control over the calendar. I’m sorry.” Long pause. “I’ll call you tonight when I get home” The conversations ended just before Anna said, “Love you.”

"I'll bring your food over." As quickly as the meal-meeting had begun, it was over without much of anything being decided. Garth glanced at Benji, the only other person left. His brother shrugged and picked up his phone. "And this is why I made a calendar," he said. "I'm impressed." Garth flipped through a few more pages. Benji not only had the month, but a one-page overview of each event they were hosting over the course of the next few weeks, including two pages to detail Scarlett's wedding and the things they would want to cover while she was off on her honeymoon.

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He thought: he added my schedule to his calendar. This was significant in ways that Alexander probably hadn't intended and might not even recognize. Alexander's calendar was the central organizing document of his life. Everything went into the calendar—meetings, calls, deadlines, travel, meals, exercise, sleep. The calendar was how he managed the complexity of his existence, how he ensured that nothing fell through the cracks, how he maintained control over the sprawling empire of his responsibilities. And now Elijah's culinary school schedule was in it.

“Mr. Booker is completely booked today. Perhaps we can schedule a time for you to meet with him later in the week.” I could see that this gatekeeper wasn’t willingly going to let me through, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. She had obviously been expecting me to accept her offer of an appointment later in the week, so I used her preoccupation with pulling up Devon’s electronic calendar as an opportunity to scurry past her.