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from being carried for weeks. I pulled it out and smoothed it slightly on the tablecloth.
At My Birthday, My Sister Dropped the Bomb: She Was Pregnant With My Husband—Expecting Me to React
“What is that?” Jessica asked, a nervous laugh escaping her throat. “Some kind of document?”
I did not answer. Instead, I slid the paper slowly across the table, moving it past the cake, past the wine glasses, and stopping it right in front of Kyle.
