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... thing, just listening to the waves break on the rocks. Even so, to me, simply being here had meaning.
There was a white cross beside me, planted in a spot with a view out over the ocean, with lots of flowers laid out around it. It was the grave the facility's children had made for Danny. I didn't pray or anything, and I didn't talk to anyone. I just stood there, with the wind whipping around me.
Danny Bryant. Three years ago, he'd showed up out of nowhere and claimed to be a rela ...
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