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Chapter 9

Author: Harper
The ocean in Maine wasn't quite what I'd imagined.

Winter hadn't come yet, but the sea wind already cut to the bone. The medical transport stopped at the entrance of the rehab center just as the sky cleared, and a ray of sunlight fell on Dad's knees.

The therapist brought over a wheelchair, and without thinking, Dad reached to take my suitcase. His right hand stopped halfway up, like he couldn't understand why his arm wouldn't listen to him anymore.

"I used to carry three suitcases by myself," h
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