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me in the entire call. Then she said, “Very small, Phoebe, this isn’t who we are.” I hung up in the middle of the word are.
The call had been 41 minutes long. 3 minutes later, my father texted me. He had never texted me first in his life.
Four words. Don’t pick up if she calls back. I’ll handle it.
I read it twice. I put the phone down. I did not cry.continue reading …
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