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... thering to fix the twisted heel. A jolt of anxiety pushed her forward before she could even register it.
She rounded every corner of the house with a rising sense of urgency, peeked into the guest room, glanced toward the hallway bathroom.
Until she finally caught sight of Melissa in the kitchen, standing barefoot in front of the fridge with a spoon in her mouth and a box of cereal tucked under one arm.
"Melissa," she called sharply, scanning the table. "Do you have my ph ...
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