I sit on the couch sipping red wine. I go back through the text strings, again and again, trying to see if there are any more hints, anything else that is going to tell me whether I'm about to get an opportunity I've been hoping for, or if I'm going to get a very platonic present and at best a hug. I put the phone down. I've reread today's texts at least a dozen times. Nothing is certain one
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