I was in my apartment when a neighbor came by. She said the news on TV said they'd found a body. Then the police contacted me and said they were going to run tests to confirm the identity. I went to the mortuary. I saw her. She was lying on the table. I told them it wasn't my child, that I was sure of it. Because I so desperately wanted it not to be her.
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I was in my apartment when a neighbor came by. She said the news on TV said they'd found a body. Then the police contacted me and said they were going to run tests to confirm the identity. I went to the mortuary. I saw her. She was lying on the table. I told them it wasn't my child, that I was sure of it. Because I so desperately wanted it not to be her.