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from me.
“You gave up your apartment,” I said. It was not quite a question.
Lydia’s jaw worked. “It was too expensive.”
“You gave it up after I told you no.”
My mother stepped in quickly, the way she always did when a truth got too close. “We made a family decision.”
“No,” I said. “You made a decision about my house. Those are not the same thing.”
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