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“It’s how we get through events like this,” Ophelia explained. “A sip here, a sip there—next thing you know, you’re hardly noticing how your behind hurts from sitting in those god-awful folding chairs.”

Nearly snorting into my martini, I simply shook my head and scanned the room for Chris. He was
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