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that makes hunger feel possible, Frank appeared in the doorway.
“You’ve been staring at those beans like they insulted you,” he said.
Brooke glanced up. “I heard something today.”
“That good or bad?”
She hesitated. “Maybe both.”
He leaned against the frame, tired face softening. “Try me.”
“There’s a family up in Pacific Heights. Their little boy won’t eat.continue reading …
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