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” He drank. But, you see, she HAS to lie up. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. ” Ann Veronica reflected. Her straight strawberry blonde hair was exactly Cathy’s. She was a little paler than when she had come to London, a little paler and a little thinner.
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