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r hand was steady. She

aring a hard hat, his face lined with grit and exhau

s high, thin. "I didn't mean to ruin your life,

the vowels out, turning them into weapons. She lo

und Alleen's shoulders. "It's not your

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between Journey's face and the file. S

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ript. He had expected begging. "Im

ng with performed guilt. "We raised you for

glass. "I should leave quickly. The media will have a f

nic, that Journey was managing the situation better

se my parents are poor? They're good people, even if they don'

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em," Journey said. "Why are you

otchy red. She look

female emotions cluttering his schedule. "Eno

raised a

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ed softly. Journey reached for a cup, pouring the tea, adding milk,

he tried to straighten her spine, mimicking

aid, noticing the contrast. "You'll have

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orgive," Journey said.

Her face went pale. She hadn't

rom his jacket pocket. H