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nger," Alysa whispered softly, her voice
pped up the small suitcase
s, an old photograph of her fa
e from this place-a house t
ed open slightl
ounding of her heart
toward the back window-where Kenan
another step, a cold voic
ou think you'r
ody st
ng hand, hitting the floor with a dull
she turne
raped in a crimson silk nightgown,
sk you one
re you go
d hard, forcing
to the pharmacy, Mothe
softly, but th
cy? With a sui
soft tap of her slippers on the
ade Alysa in
is coming tonight. Did you really think I
her lip,
from here. I can't stand it anymo
a sne
? Ha! Do you think t
nd threw it to the floor. C
a was faster-her cold, strong hand grip
me carefully
our father's treatment stops. Let
ried out, her ey
do that! He's in
oved her, and Alysa fe
ney keeping that dying man alive. If you wa
t her, tears glist
you hate
see your mother's face-the woman who sto
you can run away w
up slowly, her voice
n. He loves me, and I love him. We can live
a smi
n pay hospital bills? Can lov
until their faces
know what will ha
med down Aly
o if it means my f
head, smiling with
say. No Kenan. No foolish love. Only me-and
an?" Alysa asked,
smiled
enough. But tonight, yo
leave, pausing
and Al
u don't want to live in poverty with
I wo
and make sure your father doesn't get a
or slam
ionless, her who
e vanity table-a man with a weak but kind smile
whispered, her
I'll save you... even if

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