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CHAPTER 8. No Place Like Home

I wanted to memorize all of it. The pictures on the walls, the necklaces I and Tracey had made as kids that my mom hung over the mantel, and the rug that we played on so hard that it was torn. Mom refused to throw anything away, no matter how broken it was from me and Tracey either climbing on it,...

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