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... much fun helping her father carve wood while her mother criticized their work.
She would occasionally cheer Rose on, but mostly, she complained about how slowly they worked or about the wood shavings that littered the room.
Rose found herself smiling more, regardless of the circumstances. Her mother seemed to be doing better, and Rose was glad she got to spend this time with them.
"Tha storm is finally over," her mother said over the sound of Rose stirring the pot.
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