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Grandma Patricia leaned forward. “You own the phone company?”

“No, Grandma.”

“Well, what do you own?”

I sat down.

Not because I wanted to. Because my legs had picked that moment to remember the day started at 5:40 a.m. with a flight delay, a bad airport bagel, and a man in 14C who took both armrests like he was colonizing them.

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