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not come.
William tried not to think about what that said.
Late that afternoon, Dr. Isaac Dicki returned, closing the door behind him and sitting on the edge of the bed. Owen was awake now, clutching his stuffed dinosaur, his eyes following every movement in the room.
“Hey, Owen,” Dicki said gently. “I’m Dr. Isaac. I talk to kids about big feelings.”
Owen continue reading …
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