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trembled, but his voice did not.
“That’s fine. I’m thirty-one. It’s time I stood on my own feet. Alton has been doing it since he was eighteen.”
My father looked like he had been slapped.
“You’ll regret this.”
“Maybe,” Kyle said. “But at least it’ll be my regret.”
My parents left before dessert.
After their car disappeared, Kyle sat down heavily.
“Well,” continue reading …
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