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onto the street. My parents stepped out of their cars, flanking him like victorious generals arriving to conquer a defeated territory.
“Sign the deed or I’ll sn:a:p your arm right here!” my brother screamed while slamming me against the truck outside Sunset Lavender Co. as our parents watched without emotion.
They marched toward me, ready to take everything I loved. But they hadn’t looked up yet. They hadn’t seen what was waiting for them just beyond the tree line.
“Sign the deed or I’ll break your arm right here!” my brother continue reading …
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