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He took his hands out of his pockets.

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The brownstone’s front door slammed so hard the stained-glass quivered. He took his hands out of his pockets

Denise stepped in front of him. For a second, her face cracked—not with anger, but with that raw, panicked love of someone who’d been handed a teenager she didn’t earn but desperately wanted to keep. her face cracked—not with anger