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them. Sang beautifully. She had long black hair and brown eyes like theirs. She smiled all the time.
Then Lucia’s little voice trembled.
“Then Mommy stopped smiling. Then Mommy went away.”
Elena did not interrupt.
She let the words pour out like water finally breaking through a dam.
The next day, Valentina asked why their mother had to go.
Elena did not continue reading …
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