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shield.”
Both of them froze. “What?” my mother whispered.
I pointed to a document near the bottom of the stack. “That one. You listed me as an overseas dependent—claimed exemptions based on my deployment status.”
My father swallowed. “It’s legal.”
“It’s risky. And sloppy.”
He sat back down, suddenly looking older. “We did what we had to do for Tiffany.”
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