A fail voice
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Robert placed a reassuring hand on Megan’s shoulder. Mr. Holloway nodded once, encouraging. Megan drew a slow breath and knocked softly on the doorframe. “Come in,” a frail voice called from inside.
Megan pushed the door open and stepped into the room, her heart threatening to burst from her chest. There, by the window, sat Beth.
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