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There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. "Oh! he'll be after you directly. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting.
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