Fifty-One

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"I talked to Julian and asked him how he feels about it," I said and fidgeted with my fingers. "I knew it was going to be hard but you were right, I had to do it. I had to to know how he feels about everything: from the sudden change of comfort zone to looking out for me." "And what exactly did he say?" I was back in Jesse's voice for our regular sessions and Jesse was still doing the whole professional take which I was starting to maybe get used to. Today he wore black dress pants with a dark blue shirt whose sleeves he had rolled up, revealing what looked like a tattoo but I couldn't tell from how much skin he wasn't showing. He still had the glasses on, at least that was a constant and his usual pen and notebook were in his hands as usual. I continued fidgeting in my seat and rememb

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