The Night Miss Jo Opened Her Door And Changed A Shivering Boy’s Future Forever

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A small wooden dresser stood by the window.

“This can be yours while we sort things out,” Miss Jo said.

Nathan looked around like the room was too much.

“I don’t have stuff.”

“Then it won’t take long to unpack.”

He ran his fingers over the edge of the quilt.

“Can I close the door?”

“Of course.”

“Can I open it again?”

Miss Jo blinked.

Then nodded.

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