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Prepaid Cards Enquiry Official

Marta stared at the screen. She would have to file a false adjustment report later. She would probably get a warning. But as she looked at the blinking cursor, she realized something.

Marta braced herself.

Marta typed the number he recited. The screen blinked. Balance: $4.62. prepaid cards enquiry

A long, staticky silence. Then: "He’s not coming home, you know. My son. He sent this card three Christmases ago. Said it was for 'emergencies.' But the real emergency is that I've forgotten the sound of his laugh." Marta stared at the screen

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