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same time that I almost smiled.
She looked down at her hands. “I need to say this without asking you to make me feel better.”
I waited.
“I stole your name,” she said.
The simplicity of it made my throat tighten.
“I let Mom and Dad convince me it was temporary, but I wanted that house. I wanted people to think I had made it. I wanted the kids to have bedrooms continue reading …
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