Chapter 39 Chapter Thirty Nine

A soft knock pulled me from sleep. I blinked against the morning light spilling through my curtains, groggy and disoriented.

“Mira? “You up, baby?” Aunt Ruth’s voice came through the door, warm and familiar.

“Yeah,” I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. “Come in.”

She pushed the door open, s...

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