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“No.”
His smile hardened. “Don’t embarrass yourself.”
“I said no.”
His mother, sitting at the head table in pearls, whispered loudly, “She’s always been difficult.”
Caleb stepped closer. “You’re old. Alone. You can’t run that place forever.”
I looked at my daughter. Tears shone in her eyes, but she didn’t speak. Fear had wrapped around her throat.
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