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and held me against him as if I weighed nothing worth measuring.
Vanessa stared at us. My mother stared too, but her face had changed in a way I did not understand yet.
Daniel turned with me still in his arms.
“This wedding is not over,” he said.
The garden went still.
“But it is about to change.”
Then he looked directly at my mother. Margaret’s face went continue reading …
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