A chill crawled up my spine as I remembered touching Laura’s hand at the funeral home that morning.
Her skin had been cold.
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A chill crawled up my spine as I remembered touching Laura’s hand at the funeral home that morning.
Her skin had been cold.
He saw what was under it, and he stopped in the middle of a word. He knew those scars. He had read about them…
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