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Tyler
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“You can put her through,” I tell my receptionist after she tells me Kim’s here to see me. After a moment, there’s a knock on the door, and I invite her in.
“Hey,” she says, walking inside. “I hope I'm not disturbing you,” she adds, and I gesture for her to take a seat. “No, I've got a few minutes before my meeting,” I reply, walking around my desk to join her. “Thanks,” she mutters, sitting down on the couch, and I sit across from her.
“Can I get you anything?”
“No, I’m good, thanks. I just came to bring you these. You know how your daughter takes after you with the sweet tooth. She reminded me more than twenty times already this morning to make these.”
“Thank you. I can do with some sweetness in my life right now,” I tell her as she places the container
