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[crushed_pearls]

Erin's voice mail message is in a weary voice: "Erin Peters. If you called in the middle of the night and I didn't answer, I'm dying. If I pick up and someone on your end isn't dying, they will be shortly. Text otherwise."

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[pointofhonoria]

Crabb reaches to find her hand and give it a squeeze, but nods. "For a measure of 'good', sure."

[be_seeing_you]

"Yes. Good." His tone is so dry it could suck the moisture out of the air.

This has been a terrible afternoon tea. And now he has to go find Ava. It's only going to get worse.