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the older children to the park with ice cream money I had set aside in my purse. Then I sat in my van in the parking lot and called Evan.
“My card was declined,” I said.
Silence on the other end.
“And the joint account is empty.”
“I moved the money,” he finally said.
“For what?”
“To build my new life.”
I gripped the steering wheel. I could see the older children continue reading …
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