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At my dad’s retirement dinner, he raised his glass…

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I’d been in the gallery that day. When he pronounced the sentence, his eyes had flicked to me just for a second, then away.

That night, Andrew had accidentally copied me on an email to my sister Catherine. Subject: Dad’s Rachel Donovan ruling.

The message said: Dad came down hard today. I know Libby’s upset, but maybe this will teach her that defending continue reading …

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