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... er its simple furnishings. Litty groaned, her eyes squinting against the unwelcome brightness. The weight of her mother's foot pressed against her face, a familiar intrusion that made her sigh. With a gentle push, she rolled her mother to the other side of the bed, who mumbled incoherently before settling into deeper sleep.
Stretching, Litty arched her back, a symphony of cracks rippling through her stiff muscles. The aches of yesterday's skirmishes lingered, but she brushed them aside. ...
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