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living room couch, wrapped in a blanket, resting after another long day.
Lily came and stood by the door, arms folded. Mae was still healing and staying with me, so her sister insisted on moving back in to help.
“Mom,” Lily said quietly, “what is it?”
I slid the check toward her.
Lily blinked. “Is this real?!”
I nodded slowly.
“What is it?”
Lily quickly called continue reading …
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