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LuAnn was the first to arrive at the clubhouse, so she chose the table. Olivia Washington followed close behind, and then Rachel arrived. This was a convenient place for them to have their chats and catch up on each other’s life. A circular bar was in the center of the room with tables dispersed around. Located on the same level as Rachel’s office, it also provided a gathering place for special events the residents might want to host.
“I cannot wait for the summer break,” Olivia said as she sat in a chair. “These kids are killing me this semester.”
“I thought college kids were supposed to be easier than high school,” LuAnn said. “Of course, there are the parties and all that craziness, but they’re supposed to be studying for their careers.”
“You would think so, wouldn’t you? But t
