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Maeve sat across from me, her fingers tapping a fast, nervous rhythm on her ceramic coffee mug.

“You have to sign it, Mother,” Maeve said, her voice rising at the end of the sentence.

“Twelve thousand dollars is more than the nursery made all last month, Maeve,” I said.

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