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documents. Then I felt a presence beside me and looked up.
Jesse was standing there, and he looked, for the first time in months, like my brother.
“Elena,” he said, and then stopped, because he did not have the words yet.
“I know,” I told him.
“I am sorry. I was not thinking clearly.” He stopped, then started again.
“I know, Jesse.”
He pulled out the chair continue reading …
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