A plea for normalcy
“Can you just clean it?” I asked, hoping to break the uneasy pause. The jeweler shook his head, biting his lip as he considered what to say next. His expression was troubled, torn between professional responsibility and something more personal. I just wanted the misery to be over and to get back to the monotonous task at hand. But it didn’t appear that we were following any routine.
A Plea For Normalcy
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