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my mother said. Every time I had to miss school or use crutches, I wrote down what happened and what the doctor told us.”
“That is very intriguing,” Susan said, her eyes fixed on my face. “Do you still have that book?”
“It is in my suitcase,” I said. “The lock on the strap is broken, but the diary is still safe inside.”
“Keep it there,” Susan said, her continue reading …
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