My Father Texted Me One Sentence, So I Left The Country

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Mortgage-related.

I gripped the edge of my desk so hard the cheap laminate pressed a pattern into my palm.

“What kind of inquiry?”

“Co-applicant review.”

I didn’t answer right away because I was busy hearing my father’s text all over again.

Sign off on Haley’s mortgage, or don’t bother coming back.

Not co-sign if you’re willing.

Not can we talk.

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