She never forced the issue, it was their father’s job. “He wants me to have dinner at his parent’s house tonight,” still looking at a series of spots on the carpeting. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. But I have powerful friends. She had treated him badly; she had hurt him and her aunt; she had done wrong by their standards, and she would never persuade them that she had done right. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. His last actions were futile.
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