My Family Laughed When Police Came to Arrest Me. They Didn’t Know Who Was About to Enter the Room.

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My father cleared his throat. “Sarah, your sister’s just joking. You know how she is.”

I nodded. “I do.”

I moved toward the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water, and leaned against the counter. My mother followed me, lowering her voice. “You could have dressed up a bit. People are watching. This is important for Tiffany—for the family.”

“I know.”

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