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scares me,” she said. “What if Audrey asks questions?”
Not warmly. Not the laugh I heard when we watched dumb sitcoms together on Sunday nights. This was a different sound. Arrogant. Careless. Almost bored.
“Audrey won’t ask anything. I’ll tell her it’s family paperwork, maybe something connected to her mother’s trust. She signs whatever continue reading …
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