It’s tough to make friends when my mother is cleaning their houses
“Yeah, the lawyer…” At that, Tammi’s head snaps up. Yaffa notices, grimaces in Babba’s direction.
Tammi catches the look, grabs the bull by the horns. “What lawyer?”
Yaffa sighs, looks at her daughter in the eye.
“Well, I guess I’ll just tell you now, Tammi. They…” She’s stammering. “They… I mean, the other side…”
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