She told her husband everything. “We have to check this address,” she insisted.
Richard agreed. They got in the car and punched the address into the GPS.
When they pulled up to the destination, Susan froze.
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It wasn’t a residential house. It was the same building where she had dropped Kevin off a few days ago. The orphanage.
And there, in a ground-floor window, she saw a familiar face.
Kevin was sitting on the windowsill, looking up at the sky, appearing to be talking to someone.
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