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« How come you don’t sit under your tree? »
« Those might as well be a mountain. »
Mason didn’t offer to help her up the steps. He didn’t say anything at all. He just stared at them.
I knew that expression.
I’d seen it on Mark’s face a thousand times.
He was measuring something in his head.
« Those might as well be a mountain. »
That night, Mason found me washing dishes.
« Mom? »
« Yes? »
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