The Family

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The Family

The champagne bubbles rose in Diana Sterling's glass like tiny, persistent lies—each one promising something sweet and then vanishing before you could taste it. Tommy Whitfield watched them rise from his own glass and thought, not for the first time, that he was a terrible writer because he noticed too much and wrote too little. "Another toast," Diana said, raising her glass. She was thirty, a...

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