The Dorm

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Andie Parker has just been told that she may have unconsciously taken on someone else’s identity as a child. But how could this be? How could she not know who she is?

The police have found the body of a little girl in the basement of a missionary boarding school; a little girl they believe to be Andie Parker. But the woman living as Andie Parker knows this must be impossible. The little girl had to be her old dormmate, Miriam, who went missing at the age of seven. And yet, the police and even her own family aren’t quite convinced she is who she says she is.

Now, Andie must relive her childhood trauma as she is confronted with flashbacks, horrible nightmares, and vignettes from her childhood, all while desperately trying to uncover missing memories, save her marriage, and reconnect with her estranged siblings. Can Andie discover who she really is, and find out what happened to the little girl in the basement?

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Emma Abrams was born in California to evangelical missionaries, spending much of her childhood in Peru and Ecuador. Her hobbies include reading, scrapbooking, and staying in touch with her family. She has three grown children and six grandchildren, all of whom she loves dearly. She currently lives in British Columbia with her husband of forty-two years and their β€˜llama-eyed’ dog Penny, who is the sweetheart of their neighborhood.

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