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He looked at the file size again. It seemed so small for the weight of a man's entire heart. Elias plugged in his backup drive, carefully copied the file, and typed out an email to Mrs. Gable. Subject: Your file is ready for download. Gable opens the file? Elias realized then that the 64

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