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... led of cabbage stew and worry.
My mother was at the kitchen table—papers spread out. Bank statements. A printout of the Thorn Publishing press release from last week.
She looked up when I walked in.
"Alex."
Her voice was quiet. Too quiet.
I set my bag down.
"Evening, Mama."
She didn’t smile.
"Sit."
I sat.
She pushed the papers toward me.
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