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87: Never
The numbers of viewers within the estimated ages had increased. Leila clicked on another statistics and grinned broadly. Star Glows was just in its second week and it was doing great. Sarah jokingly mentioned a second season and the first wasn’t even halfway done. She closed the tab and picked up her phone. There was no text from her husband.
Kelvin had made it a point of duty to badger her phone with cheesy one-liners she pretended to hate. Now there was none, she felt awkward.
Done with her work portion for the day, she was bored out of her mind. She walked to the window and sat by the ledge. Kelvin promised to find her parents. It made her happy and sad. For years, she hadn’t made any real efforts to look for them.
What if they were sick or dead?
Her fingers flattened against the window. They would have loved this city, they would have been proud of her.
On cue, she dialled her mother’s number but it did
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