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by not tearing it in the first place.”
She made a sound that was part exhale and part grief.
“She’s your sister,” she said.
“And I’m your daughter,” I said. “I shouldn’t have to pay for the privilege of being treated like one.”
Her voice dropped. “Your father said that if you don’t come back, don’t expect help when you need it.”
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