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They married quietly the day their daughter was born. They had the audacity to send me a birth announcement, which went straight into the trash.
I started to rebuild.
She was laughing when I answered. “Oakley. Oh my God.
Have you heard?”
“What?” I asked, my blood turning to ice.
“You need to sit down right now.”
“Harper, what happened? Just tell me.”
She snorted, trying to compose herself. “I know I shouldn’t be laughing, but this is biblical.
I swear.”
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