“But, but, but—” he sputters, clearly unable to form a single sentence. I lean closer. “You don’t scare me. You’re a small man with a small, shriveled heart.” I turn around and walk away from him. As I’m leaving the cubicles, Jenna pops up from hers, clapping and cheering. “You go!” I’m so glad I never truly doubted her. As she cheers me on, she swivels to face Elias. “And you never volunteered for Meals on Wheels. I called the organization in your college town and looked it up. They don’t have a record of you.” I grin at Jenna. “You are a tenacious, inquisitive, brilliant human,” I say and
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