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Being too secretive might make things worse;
Leigh felt the artificial smile she'd been wearing slosh down into her shoes. What was the point?
Coffee. I need coffee.
"He was a sweet boy,"
"Never leave your house a mess,
"You never know who might pop over."
With the word “afford,” the specter of unemployment once again reared its ugly head in Leigh’s mind, but she suppressed it.
There was no point in dwelling on what he might have intended.
