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words hit him like a slap. He remembered exactly what he’d said that afternoon.
Jessica started crying. “We have nowhere to go. We were evicted. Please, we’re family.”
“Family?” I laughed softly, without warmth. “What kind of family leaves a newborn in the rain? What kind mocks a wife on social media?”
I looked at Daniel. “Drive.”
The window began to rise.continue reading …
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