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My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

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He reached for the fruit basket, pulling at the card tucked into the plastic bow with a sudden, sharp movement.

“Klein left a note here,” Ben said, sliding a small white envelope out from under the ribbon.

He opened it, glanced at the cardboard slip inside, and then scribbled something on the back with a ballpoint pen from his bedside table.

“Here,” continue reading …

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