Chapter 64 THE WOMAN WITH MY MOTHER'S FACE

Garrett's POV

I'm already running across the grass before anybody can stop me.

"Garrett, no!" Paul grabs my arm. I rip it out of her hand so hard she stumbles.

"Let go of me!"

The woman by the fence holds out her arms. Short hair. Gray near the front. The same tired smile from the gas station ph...

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