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about it. Then his mask reassembled itself, and she stopped looking for what was underneath it.
“I want to talk,” he said.
“I want to take my sons home.”
His eyes changed. “Our sons.”
The air around them seemed to shift in temperature. Emma felt it. The boys felt it without understanding why.
The curious boy, Oliver, looked up at his mother with a new expression,continue reading …
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