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box at the foot of Kora’s bookshelves, beside her father’s old wedding band watch.
Cordelia Donovan came, too.
To everyone’s surprise, including her own.
Before the reading, she crossed to Kora, placed one gloved hand briefly on her wrist, and set a cream envelope beside the candle on the lectern.
“Frankly,” Cordelia said quietly, “I owe you a sentence.continue reading …
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