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and old winters, but the broken windows had been covered, the roof stabilized, and electricians were at work. Sunlight poured through the great room and caught in the carved banisters. For the first time, Evelyn walked in through the front doors.
Noah spun in a slow circle under the chandeliers. “Can we live here?”
“Not in all of it,” she said.
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