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whole body shook with joy and anticipation, though he may have only been apart from them for a brief time. Kate couldn’t help daydreaming about the boy Liam would have been without CP — an introspective, gentle soul, comfortable with both kids and adults. Unlike Sterling, Kate thought. Kate knelt down and leaned into the microphone: “And the winner is … Liam Riley!” Liam clapped more. Kate felt Neil’s eyes on her when she stood. She smiled back. The auditorium wasn’t large, but there was an echo sound. There were rows of folding chairs set up in front of a small stage with a podium in the center, against a burgundy curtain backdrop. In the back of the room, refreshments were set up on long tables. Somewhere out of sight, there was a loud flush but neither Neil nor Kate was in a hurry to move. Neil leaned toward her. “Good luck tonight. Really.” Kate brushed a hand over Liam’s hair. “I hadn’t realized how nervous I was until I walked in the door. Thanks for being the first one to say hello. It helped.” Was she being too forward? She looked away again. Kate’s friend Michelle, a woman with long, frizzy red


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