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time.
My dad told me my brother owed $330,000 — and that I had to pay it, or I was no longer family. I looked him in the eye and said, “Then I’m not,” before calling my bank and cutting them off for good.
Caleb looked at the driveway.
For the first time, I saw fear on his face. Not guilt. Fear.
He was not sorry he stole from me.
He was sorry the theft stopped working.
I stepped back into the doorway.
“I’m done being the family insurance policy.”
Then I closed the door.
This time, I locked it.
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