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was real.
My mother came to sit beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders. The gesture was automatic. That was who my mother was.
My father spoke again. “Riley. We can discuss terms. Maybe there’s a version of this that works.”
I looked at him for a long moment. Then I said, “Okay. Let’s talk about terms.”
Craig went very still in the way that people continue reading …
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