Piper — The Secret of the Locked Freezer
“Piper needs you to believe her,” I said.
“I will.”
“And when she says no to a hug or to staying somewhere, you listen.”
Whitney nodded.
“I will.”
Piper returned carrying a purple notebook.
She showed her mother a drawing of three houses connected by a long bridge.
One house was mine.
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