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Chapter 53

            Trevor felt like he was going insane. He paced the hallway like a man possessed. Christopher was sitting in a Victorian wooden chair in the hallway. Bruce was leaned against the wall looking morose. The damn dog had followed them upstairs for some reason. He sat a few inches away from Bruce, watching Trevor pace.

            This dog is nosy. Thank, God he can’t talk. If he could, he’d probably be the biggest gossip in town.

            “What in the world are they doing in there?” Trevor asked.

            “It hasn’t been that long really,” Bruce whispered.

            They were trying to be as quiet as they could. Several

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