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gone, what’s mine becomes yours.”
I stared at her.
“You barely know me.”
“I know enough.”
It sounded insane.
But I needed the money.
And maybe some stupid part of me wanted to believe somebody finally saw something worth trusting.
So I shook her hand.
At first, it was business.
I drove her to appointments, sorted medications, cleaned gutters, fixed cabinets,continue reading …
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