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Chapter Three: Like It Never Left the Stove

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“Is this how it used to taste?” “Like it never left the stove.”

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“You lied about the sock,” Nomi said. “I did not lie.”

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Her knees bent just enough to stop him. “Come back tomorrow—with better shoes.”

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They weren’t built to pass as human. But they were named, loved, and remembered.