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Something was terribly wrong.
“Where are your parents?” I asked gently, kneeling down despite my bad knee screaming in protest.
Her eyes darted to the van again. “Sleeping. They’re tired. Been tired for three days.”
Three days. My blood went cold. I’d been clean for fifteen years, but I knew what that meant.
“What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Emily. Please, the formula. Jamie won’t stop crying and I don’t know what else to do.”
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