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at her for a long moment.
Then I stepped past her into the house.
The smile fell completely.
And for the first time in six years, Vanessa had no camera ready.
### Part 3
Vanessa’s foyer looked like the inside of a catalog nobody actually lived in.
White walls. Pale oak floors. A round mirror above a skinny table with a bowl of wooden beads arranged as if continue reading …
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