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Torrent Description
Category: Mystery, Thriller
Language: EnglishKeywords: Drama
Written by Sonya Bateman
Read by Laurence Bouvard
Format: M4B
Bitrate: Variable
I thought my husband killed my daughter. Heâs innocent.
I thought my father died of a stroke. He was murdered.
I thought my sister was alive and living in Florida. Sheâs been dead for ten years.
I thought my foster daughter was safe in my home. Sheâs not.
Everything I thought I knew is a lie.
But I have to focus on the future, on the young girl Iâm fostering. I find her in my back yard in the middle of the nightâsheâs tiny, lost and terrified.
Someone left her here.
Itâs all connected. The lies are piling up. I donât know where this girl came from. She wonât tell me anything. Not even her name.
I have no idea who Iâve brought into my home . . .
I thought my husband killed my daughter. Heâs innocent.
I thought my father died of a stroke. He was murdered.
I thought my sister was alive and living in Florida. Sheâs been dead for ten years.
I thought my foster daughter was safe in my home. Sheâs not.
Everything I thought I knew is a lie.
But I have to focus on the future, on the young girl Iâm fostering. I find her in my back yard in the middle of the nightâsheâs tiny, lost and terrified.
Someone left her here.
Itâs all connected. The lies are piling up. I donât know where this girl came from. She wonât tell me anything. Not even her name.
I have no idea who Iâve brought into my home . . .
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