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... es of my indoor shoes, but I didn’t slow down. I couldn’t. Axel was a dead weight in my arms, his small body still radiating a faint, residual heat that felt like the hum of a low-voltage wire. Behind me, I could hear the quick, frantic footsteps of Aidan and Ariana. They weren’t crying anymore; they were beyond that. They were in that cold, silent state of shock that follows a brush with death.
The driveway was a winding ribbon of grey asphalt that seemed to stretch forever. The forest ...
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