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My Brother’s Boss Called During Thanksgiving Dinner

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like he wanted to call me selfish, dramatic, petty. All the old words lined up behind his teeth.

None came out.

“Okay,” he said.

Barely.

The Drive Back

I stayed another thirty-one minutes.

Long enough for pie.

Long enough for Aunt Janet to ask if I had security now, which was the most Aunt Janet thing possible.

Long enough for Bridget to whisper, “Can I still continue reading …

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