They Thought They Could Take My Ranch for My Brother Until the Sheriff Stepped In

careless. Then it got easier. Dad asked about my law studies. Evan talked about a job application he had submitted. Linda complimented the pie, which I had made from scratch using a recipe I found in a drawer in the kitchen, left behind by whoever had lived here before, written on a stained index card in handwriting I did not recognize.

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