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Sunlight shafts gently eased their way across the room through the wooden window slats. Dust motes played in them, perpetually floating, sinking and rising, with no care for the tensely quiet atmosphere or the skins they floated from. The young doctor smiled warmly at the mother and daughter across her desk, unsure as which was to be her patient. She stared into two faces full of worry, concern, confusion.
“So what can I help you with today… Mrs. Roberts?" she asked after discreetly glancing at the computer screen of information. Mary Roberts and thirteen year old daughter Cassie; tiny little wisp of a g
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