He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips. — Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
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He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.

— Jodi Picoult, Salem Falls
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