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Something different
But he also saw something else, a hint of sadness in her eyes. “Anna, we need to talk,” Richard said, his voice shaking slightly. He sat down at the kitchen table, motioning for Anna to join him. She sat across from him, her eyes searching his face. “I found out about the letter,” Richard began. “And I did some digging. I know about George and the accident.”
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