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Seven Crumpled Dollar Bills on a Pine Table in Michigan

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sat between them, the straw completely untouched.

“I only have twenty minutes for lunch,” Sarah said. Her words came in a rapid, nervous rush as she adjusted the Velcro strap on her wrist. “Donald keeps track of the mileage on the car, and he knows exactly how long it takes to get from the clinic to the grocery store.”

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