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... itchen.
“Joeci! I told you not to play with the ketchup!”
“Darling, can you check on Jodie? She’s still not up, and it’s getting late. If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late.”
The voices drifted upstairs, rousing Jodie from her sleep. She blinked groggily, still a bit disoriented.
Turning her head, her gaze landed on the drawer, and for a brief moment, she froze. The events of last night rushed back into her mind—along with that eerie strand of black hair.
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