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Everything in me sharpened.
“Let him go.”
Frank tore one floatie off.
Leo cried out.
I moved toward them.
Ethan stood.
“Sit down,” he snapped at me.
I stopped only because the shock of his tone hit like a slap.
Frank removed the second floatie.
Leo began to cry.
“I don’t want to,” he said. “Mommy!”
I started forward again.
Then Frank lifted my son under the arms.continue reading …
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