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“Grown-up errand?” she asked.
I looked at Daniel.
He looked at me.
“Yes,” I said. “Grown-up errand.”
“Is it about Aunt Vanessa?”
“Yes.”
Lily thought for a moment.
“Will you yell?”
“No.”
“Good,” she said seriously. “Yelling makes people not hear.”
Then she climbed into Daniel’s truck.
I stood in the driveway after they left, the wind lifting my hair, and wondered continue reading …
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