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expenses.”

Julian slowly turned toward his mother.

“What?”

Eleanor’s face drained of color.

“It was for the family! Your brother needed a home!”

“You told me you were investing it,” Julian said.

“I was investing in your brother!”

“You said it was for our future!”

His voice cracked.

For the first time, the anger was no longer directed at me.

Arthur continued continue reading …