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I saw anger in him that was not loud but exhausted. “No. I’m done being the idiot in the room.”
My father stood slowly. “You need to be careful.”
Evan laughed once. “No, Robert. I think careful is how we got here.”
My mother whispered, “Evan, please.”
That please told me enough to make my skin go cold.
He walked to the table and placed the folder beside continue reading …
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