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the altered record.”

Suzanne’s eyes filled. “Yes. And my fear cost you your daughter.”

I turned to Marla, my voice thick with anger. “You took my daughter from me.”

Her lower lip shook. “It was chaos, Phoebe. I made a mistake. And instead of fixing it, I lied. I’m sorry. I am so, so sorry.”

We stood in the morning sun, the truth between us at last, with continue reading …