CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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July 5, 2001

She took one last precautionary look at her apartment before carrying her box and stepping out. She hailed a cab and headed straight for the airport. Her phone buzzed and she saw it was a text from her doctor.  “Sarah, you’ve been avoiding me and we need to talk. It’s really important”. She got out of the cab and entered the airport, bag and ticket in hand.

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