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"When are you going to give it to him?"
"I threw it away. He doesn't need a reason to beat on me. Give him a reason, and Lord knows what would happen!"
"Marge, you've got to get out of there. The man needs help."
"I know. I just don't know where I'd go."
"Come on over here."
Margaret snorted. "So he could come to your house and disrupt everything? That'd be the first place he'd look."
Betty paused. "Well, let me know if I can help." They'd had this conversation many times before.
"Yeah, well, thanks for listening." Margaret hung up. She turned off the lights and headed for the stairs. At least
she could pretend to be asleep when he came home.
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