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Chapter 1
Chapter 1Amy let the last box slip from her weary hands. It landed on the floor with a dull thud. In a remote corner of her mind, she prayed it held nothing breakable. Nine-year-old C.S. came up behind her, scuffing worn tennies on the dusty wood floor. “This is an awful funky place, Mom. Are we really going to live here?” “We are for now.” She exhaled a gusty sigh. To term the apartment quaint was being kind. The building was probably five times her age, if not more. A structure that had once been a single opulent home was now split up into several apartments. From the odd angles and corners, she could tell they’d been notched together in a hodge-podge. Whether this was to link into existing pipes for kitchens and baths, to connect to a central furnace or maybe just to satisfy some madm
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