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Helen.” My name in her voice made several people turn around. —”Helen?” Asked Mrs. Higgins. “That’s your name?” —”Oh, Mrs. Higgins, don’t act like you haven’t checked my mailbox at least once.” —”Suspecting is one thing, confirming is another.” Everyone laughed. Richard placed the box in front of me. —”We found something else belonging to my dad,” continue reading …
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