“She got bit?”  My stomach tightens.  My breath comes in fast gulps.  I squeeze Polly’s toddler arm too tight and her little eyes widen.  She squirms out of my grasp, running to Cora.  “Why didn’t you tell me?  What were you thinking?  I can’t even, Cora.  I can’t even.” “It’s not – kids bite each…

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The stench in the small room was completely overpowering, the air foetid with the sour smell of stale booze and soiled bedding, mixed in with something else. Something worse, almost like meat that had been left out of a fridge too long and was in the first malodorous stages of decay. A shaft of sunlight…

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