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give you until the end of next month, which is more than fair, and more than most landlords would give, and I am your landlord, Clara, whether either of us wanted to say it out loud until now.”
Caleb made a small sound. “Mom, you can’t just kick us out.”
“I am not kicking you out, sweetheart,” I said, and I meant the endearment, because he was still continue reading …
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