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Laurel
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There's silence as Jude and I watch the phone before it stops and starts again. It rings four times before it finally stops for good, and I place it back on the table.
“What the hell does she want?” Jude spits while I stare at the phone, asking myself the same question. She probably wants to laugh at me and gloat about how she and her daughter won.
I have never really spoken to Aunt Julie, even during the few awkward encounters at Liv’s place. She always greeted me and asked how I was like a stranger, and always left quickly. She was always distant and cold, and she never called me about anything or even asked about my mother.
After a while, I stopped expecting more from her as well, especially knowing that she was in the wrong and should have tried
