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Patricia was already reaching for her purse. “Well. Good. That’s. That’s wonderful.”
“I should go. I have.”
“Sit down.”
“I ordered a second test,” I said. “Not the one you brought. A broader family-matching panel. It compared Nora to Caleb, Caleb to you, and Nora to you.”
Caleb’s head came up. “You continue reading …
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