I was working late at the office, buried under piles of paperwork when I got the call from my father-in-law, Kennard Pearce. His voice, almost a roar, blasted through the phone. "Dawn, you shameless woman! You'd better come home right now, or I'll air your dirty laundry to the world!"Before I could even respond, the line went dead. I sat there at my desk, completely bewildered. I was just finishing up the work in front of me, so I quickly grabbed my bag and rushed home.As soon as I stepped inside, I saw Kennard sitting stiffly on the couch, two pieces of paper spread out in front of him. The pages were covered with dense, tight handwriting.I didn't pay much attention to them as I changed my shoes, then glanced up at him. "Kennard, what's going on? Why did you tell me to rush home?"He scoffed, his eyes flashing with anger. "You don't even know what you've done? Do I really have to spell it out for you?"Losing my patience, I snapped back, "I don't know what you're talking a
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