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this family?” I repeated, my voice dangerously quiet.
“Damn right you do,” he said, his face already turning red. “All the meals we’ve fed you, all the holidays we’ve included you in—”
“All the free work I’ve done for you,” I interrupted, my voice growing sharper. “All the weekends I gave up. All the oil changes, the lawns, the gutters, the repairs. continue reading …
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