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Callaghan Manor 1957 “I’m sorry things turned out like this,” Emory’s mother said, her eyes staring blankly at the road ahead. “It’s okay,” Emory replied. His mother glanced at him, prying a hand off the steering wheel and patting his shoulder. “I promise everything will work out. It’s just until your grandmother gets better.” Emory nodded. “I know.” The road braided through the thick forest, weaving between rocky cliff sides and pine trees. Raindrops splattered gently against the windshield. In the distanc...
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