Yearning For A Home
After half a year, they only took the money and no longer replied.
At that point, Thomas's phone rang. He hurried off to clock out.
I took one last look at Lisa's file, then stood up and went home.
In the shower, I pulled off my scarf and exposed the vicious, ugly scar on my neck.
Samantha had caused it.
Ten years ago, in the spring, I couldn't reach her—and Zane had vanished too. Gritting my teeth, I used the last of my money to buy a cheap plane ticket and went to look for her.
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