The next day, I arrived well before lunch. Daniel opened the door, and I heard Jenny squeal.“Bugs?” I asked, grinning as we shook hands.“You do know her,” he laughed. “Harry’s boys have gotten bold.”“Raymond, Robert,” I heard Dr. Cox’s mother scolding them. “If the girl finds one more bug in her room, there will be no cookies, no New Year’s party—understood?”“But Grandma Sophie,” one of them protested, “it wasn’t us!”“I don’t care. You’re responsible for making sure there are no disturbances in her room. Got it?”“Yes,” they chorused just as I stepped inside.“Hello, John,” Dr. Cox greeted me quickly. “You’ve met everyone already, right?” he asked. I nodded.Dr. Cox’s brother was a tall, sturdy man with a bit of a belly—strong enough that I wo
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