The text arrived at 9:14 a.m. on a Wednesday, three days after Guinevere had driven home from Atherton with Morgan's voice still occupying the car.
Not a call. A text. Which was itself a choice.
*I'd like to continue our conversation. My office, Thursday, noon. If Thursday doesn't work, say so and I'll find a time that does. — M*
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