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was her eyes.
The shape of her face.
The shy tilt of her smile.
She looked so much like Sarah that Maxwell had to grab the doorframe to keep himself upright.
Sarah Bennett had vanished seven years earlier.
Seven years.
The same number of years this child had been alive.
Memories slammed into him at once. Sarah laughing in the rain. Sarah painting by the window.continue reading …
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