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My foster sister, Wanda Lane, just got accepted into college, so our whole family got together for a big celebratory dinner. At the dinner table, my mom kept piling food onto my husband Michael Grant's plate. "Michael, you've worked so hard. We really owe you for everything you've done for our family these past years." Michael smiled as he accepted the food, and then glanced over at me. "It's the least I can do. Wanda's always treated me so well. I could never turn my back on her." I thought he was being polite. But after dinner, as he was driving me home, he suddenly said, "I pulled some strings to get Wanda into that college." I nodded. I already knew about it. He lit a cigarette, his voice lazy as smoke curled around us. "Your mom actually begged me three times, but I didn't budge. "Then, on Wanda's coming-of-age ceremony, she came to me herself and said she was willing to pay me back in another way." My mind went blank. He blew out a puff of smoke, lingering on the memory. "Wanda is pretty mature for her age. She doesn't cry like you do."