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off like this.”
“I already have.”
“My rent is due next week.”
“Then pay it.”
“I can’t.”
“Then call Mom.”
Janelle stared at him as though he had begun speaking a foreign language. “She doesn’t have it,” she said.
Brian nodded once, slowly. “I know she doesn’t.”
And that was the whole truth of it, laid bare on our front porch. Carol had never been the one who continue reading …
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