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Patris looks up from his phone. “Mom called, by the way.” Sameya raises her pointer finger and nods, but finishes the paragraph she’s reading. “Are you listening? She wanted you to ask the gynaecologist if they could send the gender only to her. For some stupid reveal party. I already said no.”Sameya puts her finger on the sentence in her book and looks at him. “Why not?” She’s already waited three months for this moment. What’s one more week? “Honestly, it sounds like a nice idea.” Patris sighs, tilting his head back. “You just don’t get it...
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Contains references to child trafficking. No graphic descriptions. Boyak puts on his boots. Always the left one first, then the right one. And the shoelaces have to fall into just the right kind of casual carelessness. He used to watch his father tie his boots like this every morning. And then, one morning. Boyak clenches his jaw and stomps his feet hard on the ground. He stands up and immediately has to bend forward just to get through the door. He marches through the city with long strides. It's only morning, but it's already hot. Tourists...
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