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from a place so deep in your chest you forgot it existed.
I typed back one word, the same word I had given Jacob.
“Okay.”
What I meant was: you made a mistake, and now you will learn what that costs.
The next morning, I woke to twenty-three missed calls. Seven voicemails from Jacob, desperate and confused.
But the last one made me freeze.
“Mom, please call continue reading …
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