what Caleb actually did to me.”
Grandpa closed his eyes.
I took Nora back and headed toward my car, already knowing where I would begin.
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That night, after Nora fell asleep, I pulled my mother’s cedar box from the closet.
If Grandpa had hidden an entire family from me, I needed to know what else had been hidden.
I was searching for proof that Grandpa had been wrong about Caleb.
Instead, I found proof Caleb had been hiding things from me, too.
Beneath several old scarves was a photograph.
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