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PART 3 The courthouse smelled like wet coats, old paper, and coffee that had been burned for too many hours.

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trust.”

Vivian whispered something harsh under her breath.

Judge Pike glanced toward her.

“Mrs. Calloway’s mother-in-law will remain silent or leave.”

Vivian straightened.

Savannah almost smiled.

Almost.

Martin Hale placed a document on the table.

“We also have concerns about Mrs. Calloway’s capacity to make major financial decisions in the immediate postpartum continue reading …

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