desk. The glowing message reminded me that, to my own relatives, I remained the unwanted stray they had thrown into the winter cold ten years earlier.
The message was from my mother, Eleanor Sterling.
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“Do not even think about showing your face at your father’s birthday dinner tonight on the Skyline Level of the Opeline. This is an exclusive, high-society gathering. You cannot afford the shoes required to walk across the lobby rug, and your wretched, uncultured presence will utterly sabotage the family’s delicate negotiations with our new investors.