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his medical care was managed.
The court had already approved my request to relocate.
“Relocate where?” Daniel asked, his voice sharp now.
“To Massachusetts,” I said. “Near my parents. Near Ethan’s new school.”
He stood abruptly. “You can’t take him away from me.”
The judge spoke evenly. “Mr. Wright, according to the documents you signed and the custody continue reading …
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