— Daughter, take me out of here, they’re locking me up! — my mother was crying on the phone, and an hour later I arrived with a police officer.
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The news spread quickly through the Maple Street neighborhood, but no one knew the truth behind Claire Atwood’s tears. To the passersby, she was simply a wealthy woman embracing a homeless child on the sidewalk. But for her, that moment marked the return of a piece of her soul she had believed was lost forever.
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