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pulled out her phone. “I’m calling Robert. He’ll talk some sense into you.”
A Week Before Christmas, I Overheard My Daughter’s Secret Plan to Dump Eight Kids on Me—So I Taught Her a Holiday Lesson She Never Saw Coming
“My decision won’t change.”
The next morning, Paula arrived at eight o’clock. Her car was packed with beach chairs, snacks, and everything we needed. I put my suitcase in the trunk and watched my house disappear in the side mirror.
