Kevin’s message
Jill finally unraveled the note with her trembling fingers. Kevin’s scrawled handwriting filled the page. “Jill, I’m sorry for leaving you like this,” it began. “But this last part, you have to do alone. Don’t despair; it will all become clear soon. Go to this address: 43 Sycamore Street. Trust me, your kindness will take you far.”
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