They Gave My Sister A New Apartment And Me A Ruined House — Then Tried To Take It Back

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Marcus stood at the door to leave and turned back once. “That temporary wiring. Get it fixed or documented. Everything in this house needs to be clean.”

I wrote it in my notebook. I didn’t call the electrician yet — because the following morning, Aunt Carol called in a rushed whisper with news that changed the schedule.

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