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... r way through the last stretch of the mall.
Martha was glowing... sunglasses back on like a crown of triumph, two shopping bags in each hand.
Hannah was walking backwards, giddy, holding up her phone for selfies with Jean in the background.
And Jean?
Jean was smiling. A real one.
Her heels clicked steadily on the polished floor as they stopped in front of a cinnamon roll stall that smelled like heaven... warm sugar, soft bread, caramel glaze melting over s ...
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