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Ava

I

park in the circle drive of the McKinley McMansion and scowl at the house.

I cut the engine and force myself to climb out of the car. It’s only a couple of hours. I can get through this.

“Ava!” Jill greets me on the front porch, her blond hair falling gracefully around her shoulders. “I’m so glad you could make it.”

“I always do.” Internally