My Family Toasted

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Preston grinned like he already knew.

Meredith covered her mouth, badly pretending surprise.

My stomach tightened.

My father looked around the table, letting silence gather. He loved silence when he controlled it.

“As many of you know,” he began, “Whitaker Logistics has been in this family for forty-three years.”

Everyone nodded.

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