They Thought I Would Stay Quiet About Losing My House Until The Title Records Surfaced

You sent me pictures from my own bedroom, Grace said, and murmurs rippled outward. I don’t know what you’re talking about, Vanessa said. Grace lifted her phone. Anonymous numbers are never as anonymous as guilty people hope. You’re embarrassing yourself, Vanessa said. No, Grace answered. You staged my embarrassment. I’m correcting the record.

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