The Final Appraisal at the Lake House Before the Family Reckoning

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Ruth gave a small nod.

“Of course.”

Mark grabbed a coffee without thanking her.

Claire took one too, then added, “Ruth, did Dad eat lunch? His blood sugar gets funny when he skips meals.”

“I made him soup at noon.”

Claire smiled at me like a daughter in a greeting card.

“Good. We need him sharp.”

I looked down at my hands.

Thin skin.

Blue veins.

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