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tightly her hands shook.
I knelt in front of her.
“Grandma,” I said, voice breaking, “I won’t let them hurt you again. I promise.”
She forced a small smile, the kind that tries to protect the other person more than itself.
“Calvin, go to your room,” she said gently. “It’s late.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I answered. “I’m staying right here with you.”
She continue reading …
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