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am thinking clearly for the first time in two years.”
Quincy stepped in front of me, small shoulders squared.
Garrett’s gaze dropped to him. “Son, move.”
“No.”
The word was tiny.
It changed everything.
Garrett’s face twitched. “Quincy.”
“You promised,” Quincy said.
Nadine’s mouth tightened. “This is what happens when children are indulged.”
Quincy turned toward continue reading …
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