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... of my father flipping through the newspaper like it personally offended him. I took a sip of my coffee, savoring the brief illusion of peace, when my mother—because of course, she couldn’t let me off that easily and would always do her best to salvage our shitty family, cleared her throat softly.
"Well," she began, setting down her teacup with finality, "I was going to tell you anyway."
I sighed dramatically and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Mamá, I don’t want to know where he ...
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