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that is not fair.”
Savannah turned to her mother.
“No, Mom. It’s exact.”
That word landed like a glass dropped on tile.
Exact.
Not cruel.
Not dramatic.
Exact.
Megan’s mouth opened, then closed.
My father set down his coffee.
“You’ve become disrespectful.”
Savannah looked at him for a long second.
Then she said, “No. I’ve become informed.”
I looked down because continue reading …
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