“Of course you agree with Bernice. Because she said we should strike first.” “No, she said we should let Uncle Will and the others know that we’re not to be fucked with because of our father. I say we set up . . . an opportunity.” “An opportunity to what? Fuck us over?” “Can I make a suggestion?” Stevie asked. Charlie let out a long sigh, but it didn’t relieve the tension in her shoulders. The strain on her face. “Of course,” she said to Stevie. Their baby sister stood, smoothing down the front of her too-big sundress. “I say you call him up. Uncle Will. And tell him we want to talk to him.
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