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Claudia Raynes sits at the dining room table, and sets her backpack on the floor. “Dad’s coming home tonight?” she asks.
Her Mom, Anna, picks up her cell. “His plane should be landing in ninety minutes.”
* * *
Claudia Raynes sits at the dining room table, and sets her backpack on the floor. “Dad’s coming home tonight?” she asks.
Her Mom, Anna, picks up her cell. “His plane should be landing in ninety minutes.”