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breath: me, Violet, Garrett, Nadine, the open container, the scattered evidence.
“Get the baby!” Sarah shouted.
Dr. Martinez ran to me.
Garrett stepped forward. “This is a family matter.”
Sarah’s face twisted. “You put a newborn in waste disposal. That stopped being family.”
Dr. Martinez took Violet from my arms with the kind of gentleness that made me continue reading …
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