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“How long have you been smoking pot?” My stepmom Tracey asked me from across the dining room table. To an onlooker, the situation must have looked like a job interview. My stepmom was sitting in the middle, flanked by my stepbrothers Max and Alex. I flushed. I had been convinced I would never get caught. But not only had my stepmom found me stoned in my room (which I also trashed), but she also drug-tested me and got the hard evidence. And the writing was on the wall: I was in deep shit. “If...
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