My Sister Smirked Until I Said One Unit Number

contacted our office this morning at 8:11 and attempted to characterize the matter as a clerical mix-up. We advised him not to do that again.”

I almost smiled. “Understood.”

When I hung up, my mother said, “Who was that?”

“The buyer’s attorney.”

Brent rubbed both hands over his face. “Jesus Christ.”

Mara turned on him immediately. “Don’t start.”

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