The ATM Husband's Reckoning
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aking her demands sound
ase. Clothes, books, res
, expensive brands I'd never seen, certainly never worn. And not Liam's size, if I
ed as I picked
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ooking. It was addressed to Chloe, but I open
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ransfer happened two years ago, right arou
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ing in my hand. "Chloe, the
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id for most of it
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iness ventures," always at her tearful insi
expenses, co-pays, and "alternative th
entor, had offered me a dream position in
cried fo
xiety gets worse when I'm far from them. Y
it down. For
tled, with these children, this new l
ren't for "us." T
condoms, the cabin, Liam. It wasn't just a dyi
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