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My father came around the side of the Buick and slammed the door hard enough that the sound carried across the frozen yard.
“That is enough. We only need to stay until the portfolio matures. Six months at most. Possibly a year.”
“A year,” I said.
“We’re family. We pull together.”
“You expect me to house three people for a year while your daughter gambles continue reading …
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