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“I know your mother,” Colin said quietly, “because I’ve known her for thirty-seven years. Since we were both sixteen years old.”
“Sixteen years old,” Bella repeated, her voice barely a whisper.
“Your mother and I were close when we were teenagers. Very close.”
I watched my children’s faces as they began to process the implications.
“How close?” Ethan asked,continue reading …
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