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Chapter 57 – Matthew Turns 13
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2026-06-04 00:14:37Two years later…
The afternoon sun streamed golden through the large windows of the house we had turned into a home. Two years. It seemed impossible that so much time had passed since that meeting with the organization, since the first night we made love without ropes or fear, since I decided to stop running and start building.
Matthew was about to turn thirteen.
I watched from the porch as
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