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“Sophie?
Nora?”
Two little faces appeared.
“Elise?
June?”
The other two followed.
The smallest—June, apparently—still held my pant leg.
Their mother stopped several feet away.
“Oh, thank goodness.”
She pressed a hand against her chest.
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