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... as soon as she reached the bottom of the inpatient building.
She was wearing a creamy gray wool coat, with a blanket Mrs. Creed had bought covering her legs. She wore a matching bucket hat and was sitting in a wheelchair.
She and the bare trees behind her were bathed in the sunlight, and time seemed to flow quietly with the breeze.
Luna Axton firmly believed the saying, "True beauty is never defeated by time."
The sickly, sallow tint had faded, and her mother’s fa ...
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