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went to water my flowers, I heard crying by the side path. He was there.”
Daniel stepped back.
“I didn’t do this.”
“Then why would she say that?” I asked.
“Because she’s eight and scared,” he snapped, then immediately softened his voice. “Izzy, please. Call 911.”
That please almost worked.
Almost.
Then I saw it.
A folded piece of paper tucked inside the baby’s continue reading …
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