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at him, at his cracked lips and blanket-wrapped shoulders and serious eyes. She laughed once, a strange broken sound, and then she started crying so abruptly it frightened him.
“Hey,” he said, kneeling beside her. “Hey. Don’t.”
She pulled him close. “I’m okay. I’m okay.”
“You don’t look okay.”
She pressed the letter to her chest. For years Evelyn had lived continue reading …
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