Tera pressed her ballpoint pen into the paper long enough for the ink to well on the page. The pool of ink was proof of pause, but she needed to get it out:
Redge could be king or a shrimp — and today, he was a royal shrimp. I’m done with his magic. I’m done with his act. Not everything is about his Backyard Magic Show — or his startup.
Redge and…
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