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# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

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the window at Daniel shoveling the sidewalk.

Promise attacked every scoop of snow while Mercy watched with mature disapproval.

“What do I call him?” I asked.

“Grandson?”

Claire smiled.

“He likes Grandpa.”

“I’m not sure I’m qualified.”

“No one in this family has ever waited for qualifications.”

The following spring, Daniel legally changed his middle name.

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