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My Sister Texted That 47 People Were Coming to My Beach House for Four Days and Told Me to Stock the Fridge

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My phone started ringing. Paige. I let it ring out. Then Mom. Then Mark. Then Paige again.

Finally, a text from Paige: Open the gate right now. Don’t be insane in front of everybody.

Then the rear door of the second SUV opened, and two men I didn’t recognize stepped out carrying boxes. Not luggage. Not food. Boxes printed on the sides with the continue reading …

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