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"I read the journal," she continued, and her voice steadied into something honest and terrible. "I read the names out loud like a ritual. At first, the names were neighbors I'd never met. Then the list had my schoolteacher. Then—" She swallowed. The gallery shifted as if inhaling. "Then, my brother's name." She would have said yes, but when she