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The perfect son
Eventually he broke the silence. "Son..." His voice was tired, cracked.
The sins of our fathers
I took a step closer to the door and stopped abruptly as a wand tip pressed against my throat.
My brother, the stranger
"Mr Black. I was starting to get worried."
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