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counters and floor. Startled and overwhelmed, Elena grabbed her phone and FaceTimed her husband. He was usually the calm one in moments like this, the fixer, the steady voice. He didn’t answer the first time. Or the second. By the time he finally picked up, he looked flushed and slightly out of breath. “I’m with Grandpa, babe. I can’t really talk. continue reading …
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