PART 3 I looked directly at Andrew. “Your son doesn’t own this house.” Theresa’s face tightened. “You’re his wife!” “And apparently that doesn’t make me family.” I let the words …
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PART 3 But there were things children didn’t need to carry. Not yet. “We’re going somewhere safe,” I said softly. “And we’re going to be okay.” My son frowned. “But …
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PART 3 I almost laughed. Everyone had. Frank. Linda. Daniel. And the six Easter decorations still hanging above the dining room table that had been knocked slightly crooked when Vanessa …
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