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I spun around so quickly I knocked the carton of eggs sideways.
Talia stood in the doorway barefoot, pale, and shaking. Water sloshed from the watering can in one hand.
In her other arm, pressed tightly against her chest, was a baby.
A real baby.
For one long second, my mind refused to understand what I was seeing.
My little girl.
Muddy feet.
A tiny blue continue reading …
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