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Barbara Crandall opened the door for a quick glance, then opened it wide. "Oh. It's you!"
Dusty nodded glumly. "Yeah. Surprised?"
Barbara shrugged. "A bit. When did they let you out?"
"This morning."
"Rough?"
"You said it. Was it rough on you?"
"A little, but it's been made up for."
"How come?" asked Dusty looking up.