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Chapter Fifteen

“Earth to Wyatt! Come in, Wyatt!” Sam tapped me on the shoulder, arms full of dripping, soda-stained towels, as I stood staring into an open refrigerator. Jay stood beside him with his trademark smirk directed toward me.

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Chapter Sixteen

Adaline’s doctor told us that some coma patients responded to loved ones talking to them, reading aloud, or playing music. We regularly read her favorite books and played music from her playlists, but

 
 
 
Chapter Fourteen

Christmas came and went. I had spent a few hours with Adaline, leaving with her a simple gift. Her affinity with black and white photography was made obvious earlier in the week when I explored her be

 
 
 
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