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never mattered more than it did now.
“Pack up,” she said. “We’re going to Florida. I’ve already made arrangements.”
“Vivien, I can’t just—”
“You can and you will,” she interrupted, her voice leaving no room for argument. “Paul threw you away like trash. We’re going to show him exactly what he threw away.”
We drove south through landscapes that blurred continue reading …
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