Five Years Too Late, Ryan

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es were no

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ter bedroom closet.

od ran

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ified cries faded to

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ng in a hospital bed

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for a scraped knee, whi

ness spread

ered, bowing my he

.. let him be with Jessica. I j

throbbed, tears

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ed, Lily would never have