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in his eyes. Not confusion.
—”My daughter is asleep,” the man said quickly. “I’m Thomas Miller.”
Then, from the staircase behind him, came the smallest sound in the world.
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in his eyes. Not confusion.
—”My daughter is asleep,” the man said quickly. “I’m Thomas Miller.”
Then, from the staircase behind him, came the smallest sound in the world.
All three turned.
A girl stood halfway up the stairs in pink pajamas, clutching an old stuffed rabbit so tightly its ear was bent flat in her fist. She continue reading …
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