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signed a lease in my name?”
My mother’s smile tightened at the edges, her patience already wearing thin. “It’s in Oak Brook. Quiet neighborhood, very safe. Five minutes from Sylvia’s house so she can keep an eye on you.”
Aunt Sylvia’s fingers paused on the sweater she was folding, and I felt her watching me like she was waiting to see how I’d react.continue reading …
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