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... longer than usual.
Traffic on the Jersey Turnpike crawled at a pace that would make snails feel athletic. Some kind of fender bender near Exit 6 had transformed three lanes into a parking lot. I spent forty minutes staring at the same minivan’s bumper sticker. "My Child Is An Honor Student At Somewhere I Don’t Care About."
Good for them.
My mind kept drifting back to Cassidy’s room. To that ridiculous bet I’d just agreed to.
You can make me do whatever you want. N ...
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