Pretending It Was Alright
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Charles climbed into his seat slowly and deliberately as if he was in no hurry to get away from that place. He felt Mr. Jordan’s eyes burning a hole in his back as he rolled away.
It took all his self-control to resist the urge to speed out the driveway. But when he rounded the corner and out of sight, he pulled out his phone and slammed the numbers in.
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