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PART 1 — LEFT BEHIND IN THE DESERT Their laughter still appears in my nightmares sometimes,

My grandmother was in critical condition after emergency surgery, and my parents refused to come. But

One Word in the Rain The cemetery closed at five. Everyone who worked at Maplewood Memorial

One Word in the Rain The cemetery closed at five. Everyone who worked at Maplewood Memorial

Mom Said You’d Recognize Me The rain came down like punishment. It had been freezing since

The Boy at the Window The party was everything money could manufacture. Three-tiered cake. Helium balloons

THE TRAY SHE NEARLY DROPPED The Hartwell Foundation Gala was the kind of event that existed

THE BOY WHO CALLED IT IN The road outside Ashford Hollow curved through farmland in long,

They Sit Together Every Day The cemetery was the kind of quiet that had weight to

The Lady in Gold The Whitmore Gala was the kind of event where everything gleamed. Crystal