Not His
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Cliff picked up the phone and answered the call from his wife. He heard a frantic voice on the other side. “Hi, honey. I know you’re busy right now, but I needed to know where this bag came from. The one underneath the bed. It’s yours, right?”
Cliff’s heart immediately started racing, “What bag? I don’t keep any bag underneath the bed. What’s going on?”
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