Anne

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I felt a flood of fear and fury bubbling out of control inside my skull. I could barely hear myself think. I focused. “Jenny,” I thought. “I’m here. You’re not alone.” The storm of emotions softened. “I’m afraid,” she thought. “I’m so sorry. I tried. I can’t move.” “Let’s try again,” I thought. “Together.”
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