Blood Memory
The OriginDNA results arrived in a cardboard box that smelled faintly of plastic and promises. Emilee Duval sat at her kitchen table in the French Quarter, a glass of café au lait cooling beside the package. She'd ordered the kit on a whim three weeks ago, a stupid idea born of grief and boredom. Her half-brother Dre had been dead for a year, and she was tired of writing stories about other...
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