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Alex
I fell onto the couch, unsure of how much longer my wobbly legs could support my weight. So many emotions had flooded my system when I saw the police officers standing on my front porch. I’d been certain they were here about Claire, but their expressions had been too unreadable for me to know if it was good news or the unthinkable.
The realization that their visit had nothing to do with Claire––at least not directly––left me feeling as emotionally and physically spent as if I had just run my first marathon.
Josie’s quiet footsteps brought me out of my stupor. I had almost forgotten the kindhearted spitfire of a woman was here.
Even though I wanted to go tell my little girl goodnight, I didn’t trust my emotions to remain in check for long enough to get in and out of her room wi
