done for this family—” she began.

“You’ve done nothing,” I said. “You took. That’s all you ever did. And now I’m asking you to leave.”

“You can’t be serious.”

She stood up, her hands shaking with something between fury and disbelief.

She snatched her scarf from the couch and turned toward the door.

At the threshold, she paused and looked back at us.

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