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it was all of it.”
Tara snapped, “It wasn’t all of it. There was still money.”
“Forty-seven dollars,” my mother said.
Tara’s face flushed red. “We were going to transfer it back when it was needed.”
“It was needed today,” I said.
Marcus finally looked at me, and now there was fear in his eyes. Not fear for me. Fear of consequences.
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