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« I’m being nice. I’m just saying. The man runs on a Cinderella schedule. »
« Cinderella’s coming to dinner. »
« Chloe. »
« What?! He does! Every Sunday, boom, 7:30 p.m., out the door like the pumpkin’s about to blow. » She held up the crooked napkin swan and squinted at it. « I’m only half joking, by the way. »
I opened my mouth to defend him, then closed it because she wasn’t wrong.
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