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

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“You let us think you were struggling,” Mom said, pulling herself upright. “Living paycheck to paycheck. We were worried.”

“You called once a month to tell me about Olivia’s achievements,” I said. “Your concern had a particular flavor.”

Mr. Townsend cleared his throat with some difficulty. “The board meeting,” he said faintly. “Tomorrow.”

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