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shook my head immediately. “Never heard it before tonight.”
The Hospital Called—A Little Boy Listed Me as His Emergency Contact. I Laughed: “Impossible, I’m 32, Single, and Don’t Have a Son.”
“All right. How about Megan Cole?”
The name hit me like a fist to the chest, knocking the breath right out of my lungs. I stumbled slightly, catching myself on the edge of the counter, and for a moment the bright lights of the waiting room blurred into streaks of white.
Megan Cole.
