Seeing the nursing home
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The nursing home loomed ahead, a long low building of brick and glass tucked between swaying oak trees. Megan’s stomach tightened as Robert pulled the truck into the visitor lot.
Everything looked peaceful on the outside—bright flowers, well-trimmed lawns—but Megan couldn’t shake the feeling that something huge waited for her inside, something she wasn’t prepared to face.
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