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Like unwanted baggage nobody wanted to claim.
She wrapped her cardigan tighter around herself but still wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“Skylar didn’t mean those things,” she said quietly. “She’s under a lot of stress right now.”
“Stress?” I repeated. “She just inherited a two-million-dollar condo. What part of that is stressful?”
My mother flinched slightly but said nothing.
That silence told me everything.
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