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the broken door. “You’ll pay for that.”
I found my daughter kneeling in the rain, her husband punishing her for buying a new dress. Inside, I could hear her husband and his family laughing
“No,” I said. “You will.”
Derek stepped toward me. Tall, expensive suit, drunk confidence. “This is a family matter.”
I looked past him at Clara. “Does family make you kneel in the rain?”
His sister, Paige, snorted. “She’s dramatic. Derek was teaching her boundaries.”
“With gravel?”
