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

expecting another conversation about paint colors or kitchen renovations.

Instead, she got straight to the point.

“We found the perfect house.”

“That’s great,” I replied.

“We’re only short one hundred fifty thousand.”

I smiled politely, waiting for the actual reason she had called.

It never came.

Because, in Haley’s mind, that was the reason.

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