The photographers' shadows stretched toward her across the dying front lawn like fingers in the fading hours of daylight. All cameras pointed at their house. Leah let the blinds go with a metallic clack. Turning away, she raked her fingers through her hair and met her husband's blue eyes. Grimaced. "I keep waiting for them to go away." "Give it time." Chris's thin lips turned up in
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