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“I didn’t know it was that much,” he said.
I felt my throat tighten.
“You didn’t want to know,” I replied.
He flinched like I’d slapped him.
Maybe I had.
With truth.
Attorney Thompson cleared his throat.
“We’re leaving,” he said.
My grandfather, who had been silent this whole time, stepped forward.
He looked at my mother.
His voice was quiet.
“You thought you continue reading …
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