Last night, my son hit me, and I didn’t cry…….
Tyler frowned. “What matters?” “The first is your immediate removal from the premises.” His face went blank. “What?” “You heard her,” Richard said. Tyler let out a nervous laugh. “No. No, you’re misunderstanding something.” Ms. Harrison remained expressionless. “You are not the owner of this property.” “I live here.” “That is not the same thing.”…
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