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Derek.
I’d suspected it from scraps of information over the years, but hearing it from my father’s mouth made it real in a way that sent my mind spinning.
I found Aunt Cheryl near the dessert table. She was my father’s sister, the only one who’d ever looked at me like she wasn’t fully convinced by Brooke’s story.
“Aunt Cheryl,” I said softly.
She turned,continue reading …
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