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Take the Clip Down
Nora set her phone face up on Chris's kitchen table, because she did not trust herself to keep it in her pocket. Film night was that evening, and Sam had sent her a short message: not if it's up. The clip showed him asking a messy question after the last screening, and the town page had treated it like a show.
Chris was proud of the post. "People are talking," he said. "That is what we wanted. A real conversation, not a polite one."
"Sam will not come if his face stays there," Nora said. "I want him in the room tonight. I want him to ask another messy question. I cannot get that from a page."
"If I take it down, it looks as if we are ashamed of him."
"If you leave it up