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The Rest of the Story…

By breakfast, my whole family discovered what I had done. My phone exploded with calls. First my father. “Emily, what the hell is wrong with you?” he shouted before I could even say hello. “The… The Rest of the Story…

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Part 2: The Hospital Bag

The lawyer rested the faded hospital bag in my hands. It felt surprisingly heavy. He looked at me for a long moment before speaking. “Gloria chose you for a reason.” I frowned. “I don’t understand.”… Part 2: The Hospital Bag

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