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were only special because you had money, and now you don’t have anything. So what are you now?”
The silence that follows is absolute.
I can hear the refrigerator humming in the kitchen. Someone at the back table sets down a fork, and it sounds like a sharp crack.
Loretta rises from her chair.
She doesn’t raise her voice. She doesn’t need to.
“Jocelyn, you continue reading …
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