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Whose desperation was I funding?”
Chad’s eyes flickered away.
I could feel the shift. The moment when they realized I wasn’t lost. I wasn’t confused. I was tracking.
“Gambling?” I asked, calm. “Drugs? Loan sharks? Which one is it this time?”
My father’s face flushed. “Stop talking to your brother like he’s a criminal!”
“My house is gone,” I said, my calm continue reading …
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