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this town knows you’ve been borrowing from Myra for 20 years. Don’t stand here and tell us that was protection.”
A murmur runs through the room, the low collective sound of 40 people rearranging everything they thought they knew about the Callahan family.
Jocelyn stares at the floor. Todd is gone. My father sits down without a word.
I fold the receipt continue reading …
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