I kick the door open, sure my foot is going to go through the glass the next time I do it. Callie has nine boxes to bring back into the office, and I’m only on the third trip from the curb to her desk. “Nine boxes,” I mutter. “What in the world is in all these things?” I drop the two I’m carrying next to the other four I’ve already brought in.
Black mark…
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