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Charlotte lived in a pristine suburban home in a wealthy Connecticut suburb with her husband, Eric Thompson, and their girls were always dressed like catalog models. Emma adored her cousins, despite seeing them maybe three times a year. Friday evening arrived, and she had packed her overnight bag days in advance. 

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