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... through the tension like someone had just popped a balloon in a silent church.
Ashton’s head snapped around.
The kid couldn’t have been more than seven.
She wore a daffodil-yellow dress speckled with tiny white blossoms and had pigtails so neatly braided they looked vacuum-sealed.
She looked right back at him, completely unbothered by the fact that every single adult was now gaping at her.
A woman bolted to her side and slapped a hand gently over the girl’ ...
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