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the mailbox.
The curtains in the upstairs bedroom were half open.
Caleb’s new $64,000 truck was in the driveway, clean enough to reflect the sky.
The truck had been another argument disguised as a celebration.
He said he deserved it after a brutal quarter at work.
Marissa said a person could deserve something and still need to count the money.
Caleb had continue reading …
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