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SIXTY-EIGHT

At my insistence, the tow truck parked my car in Rocco’s driveway instead of a mechanic’s shop. My job search needed to pick up speed quickly, because I was all but stranded, now that my car was broken.

Unless I used Rocco’s truck, but I still felt pretty weird about that.

I’d been going along with everything since the beginning, trusting my gut. And I didn’t think that was a bad call, necessarily. But… it was intense.

And weird.

And… I didn’t know how the next period of my ...

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