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... h a kind of silence that didn’t feel empty. Just calm.
Noel walked behind the front desk, flipping the switch that powered on the little desk fan. It gave a soft hum, circling warm air lazily as it turned.
He dropped his backpack beside the chair, rolled up his sleeves, and grabbed the small green rag folded neatly on the shelf.
"I’ll start with the shelves," he said.
His dad was already unlocking the catalog drawer. "Take your time. No rush today."
Noel n ...
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