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day. I do not want federal, I said. I do not want her in a courtroom.
I want her to feel it. I want her to stop. I want my niece to grow up without visiting her mother in a county jail.
Are you sure? Aubrey is five. That was the only time I said my niece’s name in that office.
Adelaide watched me say it. She nodded. Then dispute hard.
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