My sister introduced my 12 year old as a “STINKY NIECE” with cheap clothes and no future – Welcome

enough, you sat there.”

Her shoulders shook.

“I’m sorry.”

“You smiled, Claire.”

She covered her face.

“I wasn’t smiling at you.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“I was nervous.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Eventually, she asked, “Are you really going to let Ryan’s company fail?”

“I’m going to let Ryan’s company become Ryan’s responsibility.”

“And Mom and Dad?”

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