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          Peter reaches his hand out and I take it. We begin walking somewhere familiar. I know these halls by heart from being here most of my life.

        He pushes the door open and leads me in.
      
    Dr. Brenner is waiting for something, I think it's me. The kids are lined up in order.




























"Hello Twelve"

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