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... me to the grocery store?" I badgered Phil, who had just finished his open house.
"I have to go pick up my daughter after her cello practice, so I don't-"
"What time do you need to pick her up?" I cut him off again.
I knew that Phil had a soft spot for struggling kids. That's why he used to take care of his neighbor's kid before.
He looked quite reluctant before he agreed. I guess he was guilty about badmouthing my house to the owner's face.
He was kind eno ...
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