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My mother rolls her eyes. “Go get your jacket and meet us by the front door. I need to speak with your sister for a moment.” Caitlin dashes out the door with the same energy she’d arrived with. Makes me wish I could turn back the clock to before Grand-da signed any contract. Find some way to try and alter the future. In the end, I have no doubt that we would still arrive at this same moment in time, where I’m still engaged to a stranger. I turn and face my mother. “I’m glad you didn’t tell Caitlín the truth.” She sighs. “I’m sure I’ve done you girls a disservice by keeping you in the dark ...more
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