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My Mother-in-Law Sat Me by the Service Door

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only child. I wasn’t. My brother Neal would have burned the thing down in six months and asked if the insurance counted as a grant.

Dad chose me because I’d been doing site visits with him since I was nineteen. Because I read audit reports for fun, which is hideous, I know. Because he once watched me tell the president of a university “no” three times continue reading …

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