Chapter 39 Thirty Nine

AMELIA

"Hold my hand tight."

Amelia knelt on the concrete sidewalk. She adjusted the straps on Lily’s new pink backpack. The crisp morning wind tugged at her dark hair.

"I am holding it, Mommy," Lily replied. The little girl squeezed Amelia’s fingers. Her dark eyes scanned the massive red brick b...

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