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Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.
I came that close to telling the Sprint representative that– “Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.” Nine weeks later, I finally called Sprint to tell them to cancel John’s phone line. It was one of those stupid emotional things … Continue reading
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