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Linda listed the house. Showings started almost immediately. People walked through rooms that still held pieces of our childhood.
We talked more than we ever had before.
It felt strange, but not in a bad way.
My siblings knew about the house, but not about the specialist.
We talked more.
Within days, we had a strong offer.
Jack sounded annoyed; Eliza was distracted, and Nick asked about numbers.
The paperwork, the signatures, the final steps.
When it was done, the money was split.
No one fought me on that. They’d already gotten what they wanted. Money.
We moved forward anyway.