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arranged this through her medical connections.”

I pointed to another statement.

“And these neighbors? I need to talk to them.”

That evening, I walked door to door, teaching journal in hand.

Most neighbors were embarrassed, ashamed.

Mrs. Patterson’s voice trembled.

“Christopher said it was just to help with your care. That you’d approved it. I didn’t realize continue reading …