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chapter 22

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# CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO — Elle

"That's my sister," Josie said, and her voice came out strange even to her own ears.

Elle looked at the photo, then back at Josie, her young face working through several expressions at once — confusion, then a kind of dawning, careful alarm, the look of a person realizing too late that the thing she'd offered as a small kindness had turned out to be something else entirely.

"I didn't know," Elle said, hands coming up automatically now, mixing sign and speech the way
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