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It’s been four years since she died. I’m sitting in my office on a cold summer morning and I should be working, but I just can’t focus. My left hand absentmindedly taps at my leg as I stare at the bright screen of my computer. I’m not on a case, but that doesn’t mean I have nothing to do, even if it is just checking emails. All I’m really doing is deleting, anyway, barely even glancing at the subject line. I click through them so quickly, I almost miss an email from my boss. ‘New Case.’ I’m so surprised that my left hand still...
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I have been called by many names, but never had a name to call my own. Instead I’d always known myself as my father’s daughter. The details have long escaped me, but in a blurry, distant way I can remember being born. Being pushed forward and tumbling out onto a white hospital bed. The feeling of stretching my small limbs and blinking open my bright, shining eyes; bright, white light and hot breath fanning across my tiny face. Being greeted into the world by a cold, analytical face and a violent, never-ceasing tapping that could’ve...
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