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The old man next door stopped me at my mailbox and asked a question that made my blood run cold.<\/h1>\n
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Chapter 2<\/p>\n

The following morning, Rebecca acted as though nothing unusual had happened. She walked into the kitchen wearing her hospital scrubs and complained about an exhausting night treating patients. Patricia served scrambled eggs, and Emily sat at the table looking so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you sleep well, sweetheart?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

Emily glanced toward her grandmother before answering. \u201cYes, Daddy. I slept fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

That tiny frightened glance hurt more than anything else.<\/p>\n

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