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Chapter 14

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I had walked this street so many times I knew where the pavement cracked.

Three blocks from the subway, turn left at the coffee shop where the barista always spelled my name wrong, past the dry cleaner with the hand-painted sign, and then there it was, the brownstone with the black door and the brass knocker shaped like a lion's head that Julian had picked out and I had pretended to like.

I stopped half a block away and stood there.

The street looked the same. The window boxes still had the dea
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