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32. Regrets

Avery

If she gripped the golf club any tighter, it would have snapped.

“Conroy,” she said. “You heard him. Now put this away.”

I watched as she wiggled the phone out of his and put it in her purse. She looked up with a smile. “If you wanted to call you, she would. How about you take your min...

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