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I picked up the buzzing phone absentmindedly, my thoughts on the contract before me. "Ms. Benton." I was so distracted I didn't realize it was on my private line. "Hi Aunt Becky, it's Cheryl. I hope I haven't called at an inconvenient time." "Well, hello you sweet young lady. It's always nice to hear your voice, you are not interrupting and even if you were, I'd always take your call. What are you doing these days?"

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