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At My Mother’s Funeral My Sister Thought She Had Won Until I Opened the Door

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“He likes you,” she said one afternoon. “And not as a colleague.”

“We’re colleagues,” I said.

She laughed. “Nobody emails on a Sunday morning to talk about marketing strategy.”

He eventually asked me to dinner somewhere that had nothing to do with work. I almost canceled twice. Twenty minutes into the evening, while we were talking about books,continue reading …

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