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grass-stained knees, with a look of pure disgust.
Leo froze.
His smile evaporated like water on hot pavement. The light went out of his eyes. He looked at his hand—the hand that had just been slapped—then at his father, confusion and hurt welling up in his eyes, threatening to spill over.
“Mark?” Leo whispered, his voice so small it broke my continue reading …
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