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

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whether Mr. Townsend received a brilliant new chapter or an elegant early retirement.

Tonight, my mother was assigning me a cot in the garage.

“Catherine,” Mom said, as if suddenly recalling that her second daughter existed, “we got everything set up for you. The garage is all ready.”

The fork paused halfway to my mouth. “The garage?”

The hush that fell continue reading …

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