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floor lamp.
I stopped the car in the driveway with both hands on the steering wheel.
Then Colleen turned, saw me, and waved. A bright, cheerful, eager wave, as if I had just come back from errands and she was welcoming me with good news.
Something in me went cold.
I got out slowly. As I came up the walk I noticed my mother’s good jacket, the navy one she continue reading …
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