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May 25, 2020
Sitting comfortably in the big room with muted colors, mahogany shelves, a large bay window with shades filtering the hard sunlight turning it into fleece, you're relaxed. You could stay in that room a long time. You've already been there a while. You were expecting a call. The phone is on your right. Your hand is on the receiver, limp but ready. No telling. You've rehearsed your part well. You know what to say when they call, but when will they call? Hardly a minute goes by that you don't recall the people waiting outside for so many years now.