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Lyssa After what felt like an eternity of me standing in the doorway, frozen, and Goose’s mom looking me over, she motioned to the dining table where my bag lay. “Goose sent that on over for you. He says if he missed anything, let him know, and he will stop by your place and get it for you.” Moving, I grabbed my bag off the table and held it in front of me as I backed up to my spot in the doorway. “Oh, thank you. And I can always walk over to the house…” Shaking her head no, I stopped talking, not finishing what I had started saying. “Sorry, dear, but for now, going back to the house isn’t an option. The boys are taking care of it, and when they feel it’s safe again, they will let us know. For now, when you are ready, I will drive you to the school so you can go to class. When y
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