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Even climbing the stairs to his office reminded Ellory of Sean, the small ache in his back bringing back memories of the previous evening. He smiled and fished around in his pocket for his keys, thinking that maybe he would look into making reservations for them at the new Italian place in central Providence. Maybe he and Sean could go on an actual date instead of picking at each other's plates in the dining hall every night. "Professor!" he heard just as he stepped onto the landing. He turned fast and saw Delia come pounding around the corner behind him, face flushed with exertion. "Professor, wait!" "Hello, Ellory." The blood drained from Ellory’s face, frozen at the voice, eyes locked on where Delia hurried toward him. He jostled slightly when she finally reached him out of breath an
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