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mother’s cooking. The sound of the ocean came through the open kitchen window the way it was always meant to.
His father put a hand on his shoulder before they sat down to eat.
“I thought we had lost this place,” Robert said.
Ethan shook his head.
“You didn’t,” he told him. “Because I made sure of it.”
They sat down together, the three of them, and had continue reading …
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