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didn’t look nervous.
That was what I remember most.
He looked almost relieved.
“I want a divorce,” he said.
I set down my mug. I looked at him. I waited.
“I’ve already spoken to an attorney,” he continued. “And I want you to know I had the house transferred into my mother’s name six weeks ago. Legally, it’s hers. You don’t have a claim on it. When this continue reading …
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