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CHAPTER 52-How They Told It

Author: Jacksontale
last update publish date: 2026-06-28 14:53:24

Priya found out both things at once, which she said

afterward was the most information she had ever

received in a single phone call and which she would

not be processing quickly.

Olivia called her on the Saturday afternoon, which was

not the order Priya would have preferred, she said, she

would have preferred a text warning and then a call, or

possibly a letter and then a text and then a call, given

the volume of news, but she was willing to accept a

cold Saturday afternoon call as the delivery
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