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than my hands.
The cat lifted her head slowly, watching me without fear.
Baxter placed the yellow sweater beside them. The kittens immediately wriggled closer, seeking warmth.
And in that moment, I understood.
This sweater hadn’t come from where I feared.
It had come from here.
I sank to my knees, my hand pressed against my chest as the truth settled over continue reading …
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