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pen on the table in front of me next to my paper plate.
Rex turned to the crowd.
“My daughter’s been difficult about some basic estate paperwork,” he said. “I just need a signature. That’s it.”
Uncle Bill from his chair: “Just sign it, kid. Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”
A woman I barely recognized murmured, poor Rex, he just wants to keep continue reading …
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