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“Who what?”

The call ended. The courtyard went quiet. And somewhere across the gap, a shadow moved behind a lit window—a hand lifting in a small wave. sammmnextdoor

“That’s private,” she said, her voice smaller than she wanted. “Who what

A low laugh crackled through the speaker. Sam’s laugh. The one that always sounded like he was letting you in on a secret. “And you’re getting faster at answering. Progress.” ” she said

“Before midnight.”

“What do you want, Sam?”

“Who makes me want to build a bridge out of coat hangers and bad decisions just to sit next to her.”