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hands on a dish towel like she’d been cooking. In my kitchen.
“Alicia,” she said in that calm tone. “You’re home early.”
“Yes.”
Linda smiled slightly. “We thought it would be easier if we got Rachel settled while you were busy.”
Easier. For who?
As I walked through my house, I began to notice how precise the changes were. My belongings had been shifted continue reading …
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