The first week after the family confrontation was strangely quiet.<\/p>\n
My mother did not call.<\/p>\n
She did not text.<\/p>\n
She did not send Ethan to negotiate on her behalf, and Aunt Linda stopped leaving careful voicemails about \u201cfinding a compromise.\u201d Even Uncle Robert, who usually believed every dispute could be solved with coffee and a legal pad, stayed out of it.<\/p>\n
At first, I appreciated the silence.<\/p>\n
By Wednesday, it made me uneasy.<\/p>\n
For six years, Margaret had called me for things most people handled without discussion. A utility bill that looked higher than usual. A delivery scheduled outside the promised window. A strange noise from the furnace. A package left on the side porch instead of the front.<\/p>\n
Now there was nothing.<\/p>\n
I told myself that was what I had wanted.<\/p>\n
Space.<\/p>\n
Responsibility.<\/p>\n
A chance for her to make decisions without expecting me to make them first.<\/p>\n
Still, each time my phone lit up, part of me expected her name.<\/p>\n
On Thursday evening, Sophie and I were eating chicken soup when she asked, \u201cHas Grandma called?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hasn\u2019t called me either.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWere you expecting her to?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sophie stirred her soup.<\/p>\n
\u201cKind of.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was no accusation in her voice. That made it worse.<\/p>\n
I put down my spoon.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can call her if you want.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you don\u2019t have to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that too.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked toward the rain-dark window.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think she\u2019s mad at me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came too quickly.<\/p>\n
Sophie noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s mad at you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you canceled the card.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was part of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd because of the house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She absorbed that with the seriousness children sometimes bring to adult matters they should never have needed to understand.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cI still think she should have asked if I was hungry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
That Friday, David Mercer emailed me the signed receipt showing that Mom had formally received the occupancy agreement.<\/p>\n
Eighty-three days remained.<\/p>\n
I printed a calendar and marked the deadline.<\/p>\n
It felt severe, seeing it in ink.<\/p>\n
January 12.<\/p>\n
Three months sounded generous in conversation.<\/p>\n
A date on paper felt different.<\/p>\n
The next morning, Ethan called.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked me to help her make a budget.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised me enough that I stopped loading the dishwasher.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hated every second.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled despite myself.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat I\u2019d help if she wanted actual numbers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe handed me a notebook from 2009.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m serious. It had Dad\u2019s handwriting in it.\u201d<\/p>\n
That erased the smile.<\/p>\n
My father had managed nearly everything financial while he was alive.<\/p>\n
Mom knew what things cost in the vague way most people do. She knew milk had become expensive, knew property tax went up, knew contractors charged too much.<\/p>\n
She did not know what her own life cost.<\/p>\n
Dad had known.<\/p>\n
Then I had known.<\/p>\n
Mom never had to.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow bad was it?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe thought the electric bill was about seventy dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt hasn\u2019t been seventy dollars since Sophie was in kindergarten.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t know what homeowners insurance costs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI pay it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t know the property taxes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI pay those too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe guessed groceries at twelve hundred a month.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned against the kitchen counter.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe spends more than double that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI showed her the statements.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said the store must be overcharging her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan lowered his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire, I think she\u2019s scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know she is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I mean actually scared. Not angry-scared. Lost.\u201d<\/p>\n
That distinction stayed with me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want me to do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why are you telling me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I think you should know she\u2019s trying.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the calendar on the refrigerator.<\/p>\n
Eighty-two days.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, I know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I expected that to be the end of it.<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Sunday afternoon, I received a photograph from Ethan.<\/p>\n
It showed my mother sitting at the dining table with papers spread around her. She wore reading glasses low on her nose and had a calculator beside one hand.<\/p>\n
Below the picture he wrote:<\/p>\n
She has been here for three hours.<\/p>\n
I stared at the image.<\/p>\n
There were moments when Margaret looked exactly like my grandmother.<\/p>\n
This was one of them.<\/p>\n
The same set of the jaw.<\/p>\n
The same way she held papers at a slight angle.<\/p>\n
The same stubborn insistence that confusion was an insult rather than a condition.<\/p>\n
I typed a reply.<\/p>\n
Good.<\/p>\n
Then deleted it.<\/p>\n
Finally I wrote:<\/p>\n
Tell her to keep copies of everything.<\/p>\n
It sounded professional.<\/p>\n
Cold, perhaps.<\/p>\n
But professional was safer.<\/p>\n
By Monday, Mom had begun canceling things.<\/p>\n
The first was the premium lawn service.<\/p>\n
Then the twice-monthly housekeeping company.<\/p>\n
Then a wine-club subscription I hadn\u2019t even known existed.<\/p>\n
Ethan kept giving me updates because apparently he had appointed himself neutral observer.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe canceled the flower delivery.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe had flower delivery?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery Friday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne hundred forty dollars a month.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at my phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cFlowers?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said they made the house cheerful.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had nothing useful to say.<\/p>\n
Two days later he called again.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe returned some clothes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat clothes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes it matter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently they were still in bags.\u201d<\/p>\n
That detail bothered me more than it should have.<\/p>\n
Mom was cutting expenses.<\/p>\n
Good.<\/p>\n
That was the point.<\/p>\n
But every newly discovered purchase reminded me how detached I had become from what I was funding.<\/p>\n
I had transferred money.<\/p>\n
Problems disappeared.<\/p>\n
Receipts accumulated somewhere I never looked.<\/p>\n
In business, I would have fired a manager who handled company funds with the same carelessness I had shown toward my own family.<\/p>\n
At the office, I began working later.<\/p>\n
Not because I needed to, exactly.<\/p>\n
I needed something predictable.<\/p>\n
Steel loads were predictable.<\/p>\n
Permit schedules could be frustrating, but at least frustration had rules.<\/p>\n
Clients might change their minds, but they usually admitted they were changing them.<\/p>\n
Family felt less stable.<\/p>\n
One Thursday, David came by after a meeting.<\/p>\n
He closed my office door.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow is Margaret handling the notice?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s budgeting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s encouraging.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEthan says she\u2019s trying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd what does Claire say?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire says you bill too much for philosophical questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re avoiding it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He sat across from me.<\/p>\n
David had known my family longer than most people at the firm. He had met Dad twice. He had handled the refinancing after his death.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou understand,\u201d he said, \u201cthat the occupancy agreement doesn\u2019t obligate you to remove her if she can\u2019t pay the number you originally imagined.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can renegotiate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can also enforce it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that too.\u201d<\/p>\n
He studied me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you afraid of?\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not answer immediately.<\/p>\n
Then I said, \u201cThat if I soften this, nothing changes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s possible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if I don\u2019t soften it, I become the daughter who threw her mother out of the family home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlso possible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHelpful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m a lawyer. I identify risks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought you eliminated them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one eliminates family risk.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cAt some point, you\u2019ll have to decide what result you actually want.\u201d<\/p>\n
After he left, I sat staring at the occupancy agreement.<\/p>\n
I had been thinking in terms of what I wanted to stop.<\/p>\n
The entitlement.<\/p>\n
The automatic rescues.<\/p>\n
The assumption that my money was part of Mom\u2019s income.<\/p>\n
I had spent less time asking what I wanted to replace it with.<\/p>\n
That question followed me home.<\/p>\n
Two weeks into the ninety-day period, Mom finally called.<\/p>\n
I was in the grocery store with Sophie.<\/p>\n
The irony was almost funny.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice was stiff.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need to ask you something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe gas company says I have to create an account.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey want a deposit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s normal.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey want two hundred dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
She waited too.<\/p>\n
The old version of our relationship hovered between us.<\/p>\n
Mom named a problem.<\/p>\n
Claire solved it.<\/p>\n
I looked at Sophie, who was comparing two brands of cereal.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have the two hundred?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you should pay the deposit.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cI suppose.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost said, Call me if you need help.<\/p>\n
Instead I bit the inside of my cheek.<\/p>\n
Mom said, \u201cAll right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Neither of us hung up.<\/p>\n
Finally she said, \u201cHow is Sophie?\u201d<\/p>\n
The question was ordinary.<\/p>\n
It almost broke me.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s good.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSchool?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs she there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I talk to her?\u201d<\/p>\n
I held out the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s Grandma.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sophie\u2019s eyes widened.<\/p>\n
Then she took it.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi.\u201d<\/p>\n
I pretended to study a box of pasta while listening to only half the conversation.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMonday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cScience.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Sophie smiled.<\/p>\n
I had not realized how much I needed to see that.<\/p>\n
They spoke for five minutes.<\/p>\n
When Sophie handed the phone back, Margaret\u2019s voice had softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLetting me talk to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t need permission to call your granddaughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t sure.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was new.<\/p>\n
My mother had never doubted her access to anyone in the family.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can call her,\u201d I said. \u201cJust don\u2019t put her in the middle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
I believed she meant it.<\/p>\n
At least then.<\/p>\n
Before she hung up, she said, \u201cI paid the deposit.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
The next month brought small evidence of change.<\/p>\n
Mom switched grocery stores.<\/p>\n
She learned to use digital coupons.<\/p>\n
She discovered that store-brand oatmeal did not, in fact, constitute poverty.<\/p>\n
Ethan helped her apply for a part-time position at the local botanical garden gift shop.<\/p>\n
When he told me, I nearly dropped my coffee.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe applied for a job?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThree days a week.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoing what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSales counter. Inventory. Answering visitor questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hasn\u2019t worked in thirty-eight years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe pointed that out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat made her choose the botanical garden?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe likes flowers.\u201d<\/p>\n
That made sense.<\/p>\n
It also explained why she complained when they called her for an interview.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe thinks an interview is ridiculous,\u201d Ethan reported.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she\u2019s sixty-nine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems like a reason to interview her, not a reason not to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did that go?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me I sound like you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy condolences.\u201d<\/p>\n
The interview was scheduled for Tuesday morning.<\/p>\n
Monday night, Mom called me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what people wear to interviews anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was the most vulnerable thing she had said to me since the fight began.<\/p>\n
I sat on the edge of my bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat position?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe gift shop.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNice slacks. A blouse. Comfortable shoes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJacket?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably not necessary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if everyone else is younger?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey probably will be.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn\u2019t helpful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not trying to flatter you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do I say when they ask why I want the job?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe truth is I need money because my daughter cut me off.\u201d<\/p>\n
Despite everything, I laughed.<\/p>\n
To my surprise, she did too.<\/p>\n
It was brief and awkward.<\/p>\n
But it was real.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe not that truth,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat truth, then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat you like people. You know plants. You\u2019re organized. You\u2019ve volunteered at church events for years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI haven\u2019t used a cash register since 1984.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019ll train you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate being trained.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is that supposed to mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means good luck tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
She was quiet.<\/p>\n
Then: \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She got the job.<\/p>\n
Ethan sent the message at 4:11 Tuesday afternoon.<\/p>\n
MOM EMPLOYED. CIVILIZATION SURVIVES.<\/p>\n
I laughed so loudly that my assistant looked through the glass wall of my office.<\/p>\n
Mom called later.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey offered me twenty hours a week.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you feel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInsulted by the pay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSounds promising.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd apparently I have to wear a green apron.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTragic.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s polyester.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnforgivable.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed.<\/p>\n
It had been years since we spoke that lightly.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cClaire?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know this doesn\u2019t fix anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked out my office window.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut it\u2019s something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is.\u201d<\/p>\n
She started work the following Monday.<\/p>\n
For the first two weeks she complained constantly.<\/p>\n
Her feet hurt.<\/p>\n
The register software was unnecessarily complicated.<\/p>\n
Customers moved merchandise and failed to return it.<\/p>\n
Children touched decorative displays.<\/p>\n
Her supervisor, who was thirty-one, occasionally told her what to do.<\/p>\n
That offense required three separate phone calls.<\/p>\n
But she kept going back.<\/p>\n
Slowly, her complaints changed.<\/p>\n
She told me about a woman buying a plant for her daughter\u2019s new apartment.<\/p>\n
A widower who came in every Friday.<\/p>\n
A little boy who knew the Latin names of carnivorous plants.<\/p>\n
A coworker named Jean who brought homemade banana bread.<\/p>\n
The world outside the house was beginning to enter Mom\u2019s life again.<\/p>\n
Forty-nine days remained when David sent me an email.<\/p>\n
Subject: PROPERTY QUESTION.<\/p>\n
Call me when you can.<\/p>\n
I called immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing dramatic.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat phrase usually means something dramatic.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was reviewing the title history again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou asked me to make sure the arrangement was clean.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s an old home-equity lien.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat straighter.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat lien?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt predates the refinance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOriginal amount was ninety thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI paid off every debt the lender identified.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis wasn\u2019t in the closing package?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot clearly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt appears it may have been subordinated or improperly released.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose loan?\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father\u2019s name is on it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I exhaled.<\/p>\n
Dad had handled finances carefully.<\/p>\n
A secret ninety-thousand-dollar loan did not fit.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer signature appears too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEleven months before your father died.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the window but stopped seeing the city outside.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did the money go?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you find out?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m already looking.\u201d<\/p>\n
After we hung up, I sat motionless.<\/p>\n
Dad had been sick eleven months before he died.<\/p>\n
Very sick.<\/p>\n
Too sick, during parts of that period, to manage anything complicated.<\/p>\n
And Mom had just admitted losing most of the $180,000 insurance payout after his death.<\/p>\n
Greg had been in her life later.<\/p>\n
At least that was what I had always believed.<\/p>\n
I opened my phone and searched my old messages.<\/p>\n
Dad\u2019s illness.<\/p>\n
Hospital visits.<\/p>\n
Mortgage trouble.<\/p>\n
Greg.<\/p>\n
Numbers that had once existed in separate years suddenly felt connected.<\/p>\n
That evening, I called Ethan.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Mom know Greg before Dad died?\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cEthan.\u201d<\/p>\n
His silence was enough.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know exactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA while.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hand tightened around the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does a while mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think they met through one of Dad\u2019s investment seminars.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Dad died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long before?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt least a year.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
The timeline shifted beneath me.<\/p>\n
The insurance money.<\/p>\n
The failed investment.<\/p>\n
The mortgage crisis.<\/p>\n
Now a ninety-thousand-dollar home-equity loan signed while Dad was gravely ill.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat aren\u2019t you telling me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s more.\u201d<\/p>\n
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