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She looked surprised—and almost uneasy—to see me. “Did you hear what happened to your sister and her husband a few weeks ago?” she asked, lowering her voice as if the aisles themselves might be listening. My stomach tightened instantly.
She exhaled slowly. “Their house went into foreclosure.”
I blinked, trying to process her words. “What?”
She shook her head, leaning slightly closer. “Apparently not. They were behind on everything for a long time.
The bank finally took the house. They’re staying in a motel now.”
