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... was over.
To go home, or to wander? To face it, or to evade?
Suddenly, the low strains of "Secret Love Letter" began to play.
James Horne took out his phone and saw the caller ID: his mother.
Holding a cigarette in one hand, he pressed the answer key with the other, his voice deep, "Mom."
"James, it's been so long since you've come home for a meal with me. Come home for dinner tonight; Mom will make your favorite dishes," Pheobe Rogers's voice came throug ...
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