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Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. But in a moment she believed she understood. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. “Many nights I have thought of you, Anna. ‘I am not a person, Marthe.
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