My Mom Said It Was Just A Toy When My Brother Ruined My Research Computer Before Graduation

text arrived on a Tuesday evening. It was long and rambling, explaining that the bank was foreclosing, that they needed exactly eighty thousand dollars to bring the mortgage current. It ended with the observation that family sticks together in hard times, that I had inherited a million-dollar property, and that it was my duty as a son to help.

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