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Fifteen

         I am so sorry for your loss, Janelle. I wish I could be there with you right now." Tara said from the other line of the phone.

Janelle sighed and rubbed her palm on her forehead, trying to subdue the pounding head ache. Sleeping had been far from her for two days now. Ever since she had to see her father's body parts in a plastic bag, the memory had not left her. It stuck with her like a second skin. She nodded, closed her eyes and tried to lean against the door frame of her room. Feeling dizzy was a consequence of poor sleep.

"I know. Don't feel too bad about it. You're working and I can't let you put a pause to your work on my account. Have fun in Italy."

"It's not fun if you're feeling this down. Gosh, I'm so sorry."

"Tara, it is fine. Really."

.         There was a long sigh from the other line. "Yeah, what's going on now? What are the police saying a

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