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And I decide what happens between me and this family.
Jake grabbed his coat and reached for the folder. I placed my hand flat on top of it. Don’t, I said.
He walked out without it. The front door closed softly behind him. That softness was worse than a slam. It left no sound to blame.
The next morning, I went to my house. Ana met me at the curb. Across continue reading …
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