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two hundred people. I just want my family to hear the truth. Just them. And Ryan.”
Patricia nodded once. “I can arrange that,” she said. “Private room. Fifteen minutes.”
I agreed, even though my hands were shaking.
And then a voice came from the doorway.
“I remember that night.”
I turned.
Josh stood there, my younger brother, eyes shining with something continue reading …
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