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first time in 12 years, I didn’t look away from it.
The word hung in the air between all of us.
I stood and gestured toward the door. “You both need to leave. Now.”
“Please, your father didn’t mean it like that,” Mom said in a pleading voice.
“Yes, he did.”
“You’re being cruel, Jennifer.” Dad pointed at me. “You’re mocking us.”
“There has to be another way.continue reading …
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