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QUINN:

I will.

Monday, October 6th 7am PT

1 new message from Noah to Beck

NOAH:

Season opener is tomorrow night. I have a ticket waiting at the box office for you.

BECK:

Thank you, but I’ve got work.

NOAH:

Just in case you change your mind.

BECK:

Thanks.

NOAH:

By the way, there’s a package coming for you tomorrow morning.

BECK:

What is it?

NOAH:

You’ll see. Just be sure to open it right away.

BECK:

I’ll do my best.

NOAH:

I know you’re upset with me given how long I’ve been taking to figure my life out, but please, just open it when you get it. Promise me?

BECK:

Okay, I promise.

NOAH:

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Chapter forty

Beck

I sit in a lounge chair by the kidney-shaped pool, the morning sun climbing slowly in the desert sky. I shiver when a light breeze tickles my skin. The air is cooler in the mornings now that it’s the start of October, but the temperature will climb into the eighties later today. My phone chimes, and I retrieve it from my pocket, seeing a new message from Noah.

NOAH: