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I can never be grateful enough. ‘The poor girl was thrust into a convent to become a nun. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. It’s—it’s a serious prohibition. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. ’ She giggled suddenly. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. And I’m afraid.
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