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... n the doorway a little later, purse in hand and car keys jingling. "Tori, sweetie, it's time to go."
Tori stood, brushing imaginary dust off her jeans, and glanced at me. Her expression was somewhere between reluctant and thoughtful.
"Well," she said, walking toward the door with me following behind, "today wasn't half as weird as I thought it'd be."
"High praise," I said with a grin.
When we reached the front steps, she turned suddenly and gave me a quick, unexpe ...
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