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The Drama or Heart Attack

The morning sun filtered through the car window as I drove to the lawyer's chamber. My phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen.
Ansha(Akansha), my best friend, was calling. I answered, "Yeah, Ansha?" "Where are you, baby?" she asked. "On the way. You go ahead," I replied.

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