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... front door clicked shut behind Ace and the others, the house seemed to exhale, the tension in the air dissolving like sugar in warm tea. Warm, soapy water sloshed in the sink as Ann and I scrubbed the breakfast dishes, our elbows occasionally bumping in comfortable silence. Mrs. Melinda hummed a quiet folk tune beside us, her competent hands working with the ease of decades of practice as she rinsed each plate under the steady stream from the tap.
Sunlight streamed through the kitchen wi ...
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