Stories Of the Day and Night.

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Stories Of the Day and Night. The night before, Reese’s POV, “Have you seen Ricki?” I asked Mr. Horton, Sam. Watching me suspiciously. “Yeah! He is right there on his phone.” His kindness directed me on the right path. That led me to Richard getting aggravated on his phone. Is it Mr. Winston again? But he is never angry or rude to him. Nah! It can't be him, I'm sure. So I went across the room, just on a corner, to knock on his shoulder for his attention. “Richard!” I mustered up to call him by this name too, to which he correctly responded, staring right at me. “Are you okay?” I asked, as he furiously looked at me for a moment before normalizing his expression. Was he angry at me for calling him by that name? No… that can't be. “It’s nothing.” He nodded as I got closer to his posit

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