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47 Emily Monroe “Emily, what’s this I’m hearing about the project?” My father asked. My brows furrowed in confusion as to how he had gotten to know about this so quickly. I had been clear with my instructions on not letting the press know about this so how? “Fath…father? What do you mean?” I replied, feigning ignorance to his question. “If you can’t handle it, let me know but don’t you dare lie to me young lady. What happened?” He asked sternly. I sighed deeply. There was no way out of this. “It’s just a minor setback. There was a flood from the heavy downpour. It was unexpected that no one saw it coming. However, we’ve been able to cut our losses and I’m handling it. The project will still go on. The water has been drained and by tomorrow or next, hopefully the farmers can go ahea

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