“Life—things—I don’t think her prospects now—Hopeful outlook. Go up and get my daughter so we can have some homemade pie. Michelle's home was one of the smaller palaces, made solidly of red brick with charming black shutters and window boxes full of drooping violets. I suppose I believe in God. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. The world had grown dark and wide, and she was very small.
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