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make it happen, it was Jean.
“I’m serious.” She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “Your father will be home any minute. Put those back, sit down and eat your quiche, and we’ll never speak of this again. This is the only chance I’m going to give you, Anna.”
At that moment, the front door opened.
Jean exhaled.
“Looks like your time just ran out.”
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