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is very upset.
Dad: We need to discuss this privately.
Dad again: Do not do anything rash.
That one made me laugh.
I made tea, changed into sweatpants, and sat on my couch watching snow threaten the city from a low iron sky.
At 10:43 p.m., Daniel called.
“Happy Thanksgiving,” he said.
“You heard?”
“I received a message from seller’s counsel asking for an emergency continue reading …
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