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had betrayed him.”
Everyone.
That was new.
“Where did he go?”
“I don’t know.”
“Is he safe?”
“I think so. He took the Lexus.”
I rubbed my forehead.
Mom sobbed softly. “Preston is furious. Meredith says you planned this to destroy the family. Your father won’t answer me. I don’t know what to do.”
For twenty-nine years, that sentence would have activated me like continue reading …
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