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Then another.
“Come in,” she called.
I walked in.
She was already seated.
Notebook in front of her.
Glasses low on her nose.
She looked up.
Smiled.
“PR goddess,” she said.
I shook my head.
“Please don’t start.”
She laughed.
“Alright. Lydia.”
I sat down across from her.
Crossed my legs.
Uncrossed them.
Then crossed them again.
She noticed.
Of course she did
“So,” she said gently. “Your kids’ father is back.”
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I exhaled.
Yeah.”
“How did that happen?”
“Work,” I said. “He showed up as a client.”
Her brows lifted slightly. 1
“That’s… something.”
“Exactly.”
She leaned back slightly.

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