Your lawyer might have managed to stop me from taking this place from you, for now, but I don’t give up that easily. “Who is arguing? I only wanted to drop by to let you know that you shouldn’t get comfortable here. I don’t have to explain myself to a stranger.” You don’t see me as family so that makes us strangers. This is pointless, I think you should leave, Bryan.” I’m not gonna wear something so precious to me while I’m painting. I gritted my teeth and balled my fists behind the counter. “I see you’re not even wearing a wedding ring. And having that lawyer behind you will change nothing.” His gaze fell to my hands. You’re not family, not really, you know that. “Yes,” he interrupted, taking a step forward. In 2020, the Last American to Receive a Civil War Pension has Died
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