“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. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. You seemed to me to be slipping and slipping, and your face was white. And I’ve read, and thought, and guessed, and looked—until MY innocence—it’s smirched. ” Annabel looked at him curiously. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. ’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness.
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