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me but everything to her.
“Thank you,” she said suddenly, looking up at me with red-rimmed eyes. “You didn’t have to bring this back. Most people wouldn’t have.”
“My daughter called it a forever ring,” I said. “Kind of killed any other options.”
Claire laughed—a real laugh that broke through the tears. “Smart daughter. How old?”
“Eight. Her name is Nora.continue reading …
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