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A Study in Family Dynamics: Lessons from Childhood
Even though Haley knew it was a trick – that it could only be another scam – her hands still shook and her mouth went dry as she stared at her phone. She turned back to her computer. She didn’t owe him anything, especially after what he’d pulled at Christmas. The phone buzzed again and Haley gave it a sour look. Of course, her brother wanted to talk right now. She swiped huffily at the screen. “Haley, so glad I caught you.” She tapped at her keyboard, fingernails clacking noisily. She’d chip one at this rate. “Hey Eric. I’ve got a deadline on Friday, so I can’t talk long.” “No, of course, you’re right. I’m on my way home from work myself. I just wanted to see if you’d checked your email today.” Haley narrowed her eyes. “Really?” She said, her voice light. “Is there something in my inbox I should worry about?” Eric chuckled. “Not worry per say, but open urgently.” Haley scoffed under her breath. “If you’re talking about the message from Dad…” “Look, he reached out to me. And, no,” he
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A Study in Family Dynamics: Lessons from Childhood
Even though Haley knew it was a trick – that it could only be another scam – her hands still shook and her mouth went dry as she stared at her phone. She turned back to her computer. She didn’t owe him anything, especially after what he’d pulled at Christmas. The phone buzzed again and Haley gave it a sour look. Of course, her brother wanted to talk right now. She swiped huffily at the screen. “Haley, so glad I caught you.” She tapped at her keyboard, fingernails clacking noisily. She’d chip one at this rate. “Hey Eric. I’ve got a deadline on Friday, so I can’t talk long.” “No, of course, you’re right. I’m on my way home from work myself. I just wanted to see if you’d checked your email today.” Haley narrowed her eyes. “Really?” She said, her voice light. “Is there something in my inbox I should worry about?” Eric chuckled. “Not worry per say, but open urgently.” Haley scoffed under her breath. “If you’re talking about the message from Dad…” “Look, he reached out to me. And, no,” he
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