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“This is my home,” I said.
“And my children’s.”
I laughed once. “I just heard my husband say I don’t get a choice about selling my home. What reaction would you prefer?”
Helen leaned forward.
“You always exaggerate. Mark is trying to help his family. Something you clearly don’t understand.”
I ignored her.
“When were you planning to tell me?” I asked Mark.
“That’s not fair,” he said.
“When,” I repeated.
He glanced at his mother.
The word felt slippery.
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