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Chapter 1: The Garage
I knew letting my ex-husband sleep in my garage was a mistake the moment Alan quietly said, “Laura, the kids don’t need another fight on the porch.”
“Laura,” he said softly, “Angela and I had a huge fight. I just need somewhere to stay for a couple nights. I figured this made the most sense since the kids are here.”
Inside, Micah was probably still singing dinosaur songs in his pajamas, and Tyra was likely reading under her blanket with a flashlight she thought I didn’t know about.
“A fight?” I asked carefully.
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