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“You did good!” She closed her eyes and rested in the moment, imagining a normal life where she would go to college, have babies with John, watch her children have children, live, and die as she had always wanted to. It was now a quarter past twelve. ” She sniffled. "A storm!" exclaimed the landlord. It’s not far from twilight. Don’t imagine that. Never mind. What does it matter? It is here, and it is here to stay. " "Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder. ’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen.
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