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”“Oh, no. I’m fine,” Audrey said.“You sure? I could help if you wanted,” Blake shrugged.“No. That's alright. That damn tree was just ban...ing against my window in the storm last night. I’m thinking about cutting it down.”He stepped past her, looking the tree over. “Shouldn’t be too hard to get rid of,” he said, his back to her. “Probably squirrels or possums knocking against your window, scared in the storm.”She nodded, even though he couldn’t see her behind him. That made sense. Relief washed. She checked the tiny mirror to see if she looked decent enough for the public. She was shocked by the fact that a few tears had destroyed her carefully done make up. Hastily she cleaned herself up but by the time she ripped open the door it was unclear who her unknown tormenter was. Unsteadily she walked over to the counter and ordered her standard drip coffee. Julia was not particularly impressed by the Starbucks coffee which she always complained was too ‘American’. The drip coffee was just. More

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