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Ava braced herself for Mat’s big entrance, which she was sure would have the theatricality of a football player charging through the team banner at homecoming. But instead he walked calmly to the Wellness Kitchen. His posture mirrored that of everybody else settling into their unremarkable Monday mornings.
She watched as he opened the refrigerator and casually plucked a Zing! Ginger-Turmeric Tonic from the top shelf. He took a long swig, his lips fully covering the opening of the bottle, while the refrigerator door gaped open.
Didn’t he want to mentally rehearse his conversation with Judith? This type of planned confrontation would have kept Ava up at night for months in advance. She kept her head down and tried to focus on pouring her coffee as Mat prepared himself a Friendly Bowl o
