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or maybe tears. I don’t remember. I had Caleb on speaker. I’m almost there, he kept saying. Just breathe. I’m coming. His voice was the only thing keeping me together. Southeast Hawthorne to the Ross Island Bridge. Bridge to Markwam Hill. The hospital glowed on the hilltop like a beacon. I pulled up to the emergency entrance at 10:02 p.m. A security continue reading …
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