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to talk about ending this case.”
He paused. “Ms. Cole… your sister is in a bind.”
Norah stared at the table. Mom reached for her hand and missed. Dad looked suddenly older.
We settled in the hallway.
Eva drafted a one-page agreement on a bench while a bailiff ate a muffin three feet away.
Norah withdrew everything. She agreed not to contest the will. She continue reading …
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