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I cut him off. “You made her clean so you wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of Kylie.
Remember?”
For all of this. You shouldn’t have had to go through that.”
My mom gave a weak smile. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”
I helped my mom out of the passenger seat of the car and into the backseat.
Kylie helped me fold the blankets over her lap.
Dennis was still standing there, shouting at the inspector, red-faced and furious. But nobody paid him much attention anymore.
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