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“You’re holed up here all day. What

do you say, we take a drive down to the

fair?”

I run my hands through my hair.

“Can’t Pops, I have so much to cover.”

“Oh, come on, just an hour. We’ll

get some corn dogs, beef jerky, and fried

ice-cream.”

That seals the deal for me. I close

my files and follow the old man outside.