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Forty-eight.

Colt stepped further into the kitchen and sighed, "I'm sorry," she offered up sincerely, her tone full of pain and regret. She hated fighting with her Mom.

Isla turned to look at her daughter, fighting the urge to wrap her arms about the little girl, Colt, would always be to her, the little girl wh...

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