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They Made Me Sleep in the Garage for Christmas Until the Truth Came Out

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Amanda needs the guest room. She’s pregnant.”

She said “pregnant” in the tone people use for something that supersedes all other categories.

“Amanda is seven weeks along,” Uncle James said mildly. “The baby is the size of a blueberry, Carol.”

“And blueberries are delicate,” Mom replied, then turned a sweet smile on him. “Besides, Catherine is used to continue reading …

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