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IN THE FRONT THREE ROWS of the audience, Ladi sat with the other twenty-five courier graduates while their friends and family looked on, the sun above them high in the summer sky and the crowd erupting as each new graduate received their orders. The remainder fidgeted as they waited for their turn to receive commissions and assignments. Ladi walked up to the platform and received her official courier's license and number with the entire class watching and her own family in the audience.
"Moren, Ladi, courier number 72513." The audience erupted in applause and Rasha tried hard not to cry. They'd given her one number off of her older brother Lu. Rasha called in a favor and requested the special number.
Ladi looked like she was going to cry, her eyes filling with emotion. She held it to
