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chapter twenty five

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Julian.

It is an orphanage? Or looks like one.

But why would she call it a farm?

That's the first thing that unsettles me, standing on the drive way with my mother already three steps ahead.

There are no gates, no guards visible from here, just a low building with cedar shingles and a warm blue sign, the kind of place you'd drive past a hundred times without a second look.

A woman in a cardigan is watering hanging baskets by the entrance. Somewhere inside, faint through the glass, I can hear w
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