The call came on a Tuesday.
Ariel already knew it wasn’t going to be good news. She’d been dodging that number for weeks — the 1-800 prefix, the generic hold music, the polite voice on the other end that always managed to sound both sympathetic and completely indifferent at the same time. But this time, she picked up.
“Ariel, this is Brenda …
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