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The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. I keep on thinking of little details and aspects of your voice, your eyes, the way you walk, the way your hair goes back from the side of your forehead. ” He stroked her hand gently. Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so entreat her. ‘Wait for me.
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