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numbers I don’t pretend to understand. He’s brilliant. Driven. Polished, but never artificial. When he landed his first major job, he took me out to dinner and said, “You did this.”
He shook his head. “No, Mom. I just walked through the door. You built the house.”
Then he met Chloe.
“Oh, you still teach middle school? That must continue reading …
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