My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

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“They took the five thousand,” I said, my voice flat. “That was my property tax money for next spring.”

“They did not just take the five thousand,” Clara said, her voice rising. “They have frozen the whole account because Ben’s name is on it. Any asset with his name on it is fair game for his creditors now.”

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