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on spilled sauce, and crashed into the kitchen island. A jagged piece of ceramic cut across my forehead near my hairline. I hit the tile floor, dazed, warm blood running down my face.
Diane stood over me, breathing heavily.
Then a voice came from the doorway behind her.
“Mom… what did you just do?”
Caleb had come home early, and from the look on his face,continue reading …
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