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I hoped she was calling to ask if I was okay. I should have known better. What did you do to Dad, she demanded. I looked at the ceiling and laughed once, but there was no humor in it. He called the police on me, I said. He’s humiliated, she said. He lied, I said. He was trying to help me, she said. No, I said. He was trying to make me pay for you.continue reading …
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