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the fence and lifted our bags from the trunk. The children raced ahead, sneakers crunching over gravel.

Then Vanessa saw us.

She stood beside the pool in a cream-colored dress that probably cost more than my monthly grocery bill. One hand held a glass of chilled wine. The other rested on her hip.

Her face did not brighten.

It hardened.

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