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At 5 A.M., Security Called To Say My Sister Had Movers—So I Told Them To Let Her In

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opened on my floor. She walked forward with a measured pace and stopped just outside my doorway.

From my bedroom, hidden but watching, I saw her raise a hand slightly in a polite, firm gesture. She asked what was going on. Her voice carried just enough for the living room microphone to pick up.

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