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call and beg for an explanation.
They would wait a long time.
But calm is not the same as armored, and I knew I needed more than solitude.
I called my sister Renee, who lived in Cincinnati and who I’d been too proud to call in the first two weeks.
I told her everything.
Derek, Linda, the inheritance, the timeline.
There was a long silence on the phone.
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