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instantly whispering secrets.

I followed my daughter’s gaze.

I forced myself across the grass, my pulse thudding in my ears. “Marla?” My voice shook. “What are you doing here?”

Marla jumped, her eyes darting away. “Phoebe… I —”

Before she could finish, the woman in the navy coat stepped forward. “You must be Junie’s mother,” she said quietly. “I’m Suzanne.continue reading …