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and bitter, and that I would come to regret every bit of this someday.

I stepped down off the porch and walked toward her, not aggressively, just close enough to make it entirely clear I wasn’t afraid of her, or of anyone who had arrived alongside her that afternoon.

“I have my home,” I said quietly. “I have my career. I have my freedom. And I don’t continue reading …