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An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

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college debts.”

“He thinks I am not going to show up because he took my car,” I said.

“He thinks you have no way to get there,” Susan agreed, her eyes turning to the window. “But Caroline has a car, and I have the deed to the family cabin.”

I reached out and touched the copy of the clinic sheet, the carbon ink rough under my thumb. “Will he attend the continue reading …

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