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Chapter One hundred and Forty Three
Author: Edethabor
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Riley walked through her front door with Aiden on her hip and the remnants of a terrible afternoon still clinging to her.

She set him down the moment she was inside. He pulled away from her immediately and walked to the far corner of the living room without a word, moving with the particular energy of a child who had made a decision about how he felt and was committed to it. She had been short with him throughout the entire drive home. Several times she had cut him off mid-sentence, told him to
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