A Way Out
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I stared at the phone in disbelief. The kitchen swam out of focus as tears distorted my vision. His voice echoed in my head, bouncing around. “I’m sorry.” Ghosts, from a past…
I stared at the phone in disbelief. The kitchen swam out of focus as tears distorted my vision. His voice echoed in my head, bouncing around. “I’m sorry.” Ghosts, from a past…