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... d with laughter, warm food, and the nostalgic sound of clinking plates.
Richard sat at the long wooden table, sunlight from the chandeliers reflecting off the polished grain. Beside him, Jack was already three servings deep into fried tilapia and rice. Estello was mid-conversation with one of the agri-logistics execs, laughing heartily with a glass of local coconut wine in hand.
Then came the voice Richard always had trouble dealing with.
"Richard ...
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