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Chapter 24
Zadie's POV Walking through the door and going to what I remember as the office, I started to pull books off the shelves. Nothing here seems like it was mom's. More of Dad's old textbooks from when he attended university than anything. So I decided to mosey around the rest of the house to see what i could find. Old family photo albums, pictures on the walls. Everything was pretty covered in dust, and you could see the years on them.They were starting to brown. Donovan was right. I really do need to start boxing up things I want to keep. Making my way up the stairs, I found my old bedroom. I went in and looked around. It was crazy how familiar everything was. I went over and sat on the bed, picking up a stuffed animal that was leaning up against the pillows. Just like it happened
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