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cards exactly.”

“I looked at those report cards for hours last night,” I said. “The way he loops his letters has not changed since he was sixteen.”

“It is a hard thing to see,” Raymond said softly.

“It is the truth,” I said, keeping my voice level. “And once you see the truth, you cannot unsee it to make yourself comfortable.”

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