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their life savings.
I looked out the window at the sleeping forms in the Buick.
The pity I had felt earlier evaporated.
It was replaced by a cold, hard resolve.
I wasn’t protecting my house anymore.
I was protecting my future from being liquidated to fuel Bella’s delusions.
The sun began to rise around 6:30 a.m., casting a gray, bleak light over the wet continue reading …
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