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What the River Remembers

The Branch River has been running through our valley since before any of us had names to give it. My ancestors arrived in 1793 and found it doing what rivers do: choosing its own…
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After our parents d*ed, my aunt intended to adopt my younger sister in order to obtain the money; she was unaware that I had one more card to play. I’m 19-year-old Michael. My parents perished in a huge house fire three months ago. Vicky, my 7-year-old sister, only made it out alive because I saved her. I’ve been her only protector ever since that evening.

PART 2 — THE WOMAN WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE The courtroom doors swung open. Every head turned. For a second, I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. An older woman stood in the…
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