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... > I wanted to know which sister had decided to complicate my already complicated life with a single impulsive kiss. I wanted to know why. I wanted to know what it meant and what was expected of me now. But I couldn’t say any of that.
"Ten thousand dollars a month, a car that doesn’t break down, and a future for my sister," I said instead. "That’s what I want."
"How pragmatic." She reached over and took my copy of the book, her fingers brushing against mine. "Yet you bought a bran ...
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