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Not the normal, tired little whimper that meant a bottle or a pacifier or a lullaby was due. This was sharp and broken, like someone had been pulling the same alarm cord for too long.
It slipped under the front door and climbed up my ribs, and I stood on Melissa’s porch with my hand hovering over the doorbell, unsure if I wanted to announce myself or just get inside.
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