“I’m not coming home,” Sunny said, and Jem’s heart fell all the way to the floor. His voice had suddenly gone on vacation, and all of his anchors had just been yanked out of the ground.
“Are you there?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he said, the word grinding out of his throat. “Why aren’t—can I ask why you’re not coming home?” He glanced over to the five-year-old h…
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