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glass, at the cheap little plant I kept trying not to kill on the windowsill.
This was my life. Not theirs. Mine.
“Family is not a password,” I said.
The line went quiet. Then a man’s voice came through, calm and official.
“Ma’am, this is Officer Harris. Are you safe where you are?”
I sat up straighter. “Yes.”
“We’re speaking with your parents regarding continue reading …
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