Chapter One
From the opening pages
If you read the first book, you’ll know where this one picks up. Not at the kitchen table where it ended. Not at the doctor’s office, or the bottom, or even the morning it finally turned. This book starts later — in the strange, undocumented stretch of time after the worst of it has passed, but before you’d call yourself fully rebuilt.
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