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spotted Mrs. Whitmore in her yard, trying to lift a broken panel the storm had torn loose.
I Became a Private Driver for a Wealthy Widow Because I Needed Money – After She Said I Had Taken Her Diamond Brooch, I Found a Hidden Note in the Car and Was Left Stunned
“Can we get boards, Mom? I can help fix it,” he’d said.
“Ethan, you’re fourteen. Do you even know what you’re doing?”
He looked down at his shoes.
He shifted from foot to foot. “And she’s seventy-something, Mom. I’ll look it up before we get there.”
