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Chapter 2: A Body Too Big
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... 't speak again, and neither did he. The silence was soft now — not heavy
After a few minutes, he looked at the ceiling again. His smile faded, but not from sadness. It was something else. Thought. Memory of his grandmother her smile
"There's something I need to tell you," he said, voice even softer than before looking at his granddaughter
She looked up, waiting.
"I left a letter... in the drawer. Your father will find it."
"A letter?"
He nodded. "I ...
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