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Then her laughter stopped.
Her drawings darkened.
Her voice became a whisper.
At recess, she no longer ran with her braids flying behind her like two brown ribbons in the wind.
She sat near the fence and watched other children play, one hand always pressed against her stomach.
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Back in high school, everyone knew Jake. Not because he was the smartest. Quite the opposite. He skipped classes more often than he attended…