“I know things don’t make sense. That we have a history with you that you can’t remember. But I know you fought to keep some part of who you were with everything you had.” “How do you know that?” “Because you still have that,” he said, pointing toward the wolf. “You kept it secret. You kept it safe.” “It was important,” I muttered. “I had this cubbyhole in the back of my closet in the compound. I hid it away.” “Like a hole in a tree.” I closed my eyes. “Yeah. I guess.” “And no one was able to take it from you.” “No.” “Good,” he said. “And I know you’re still you, Robbie. I know it with
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