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the first miracle came on paper.
Elena lifted a stack of clean sheets and found a crayon drawing lying on top.
A butterfly.
Purple.
Uneven wings. Bent antenna. Crooked body.
To Elena, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
She knew Lucia had drawn it.
She also knew Lucia was watching from behind the half-open door.
Elena did not turn.
She only continue reading …
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