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She was a big one for theories. “I have a theory,” she’d begin, and while sometimes a serious, scientific idea would follow, the same preface would be used for anything and everything. “I have a theory that we should have key lime pie. I have a theory that the dog is eating grass. I have a theory that you’ve got a crush on the neighbor girl, Nick.”
Where They Wait
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