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” he’d said casually, like we were friends instead of polite strangers connected by my sister. “You look nice tonight.”
It wasn’t flirtatious. It wasn’t loaded with meaning. It was the kind of absent-minded compliment people make at parties when they’re trying to be polite. He’d added, almost as an afterthought, “You’re smart. You’ll go far in life.continue reading …
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