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looked irritated.
Embarrassed.
Like we’d ruined the script she imagined in her head.
Before leaving, she looked directly at me and said:
“You’ll regret this.”
That night, after the girls finally fell asleep beside me, I made a decision.
I wasn’t going to panic.
I wasn’t going to scream.
If Lorraine wanted court, then we’d go to court.
But I would go with the continue reading …
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