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person,” I said automatically. “My daughter is deceased.”
There was a pause on the line.
“She says her name is ‘Grace,’” Frank continued. “And she looks remarkably similar to the photo we still have in our student database.”
My heart started pounding so hard it hurt.
“My daughter is deceased.”
“That’s impossible.”
“She’s very upset. Please, just speak to continue reading …
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