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while her little boy got stitches in his chin.
One day, a young nurse said to me, “Señora Reed, you bring a sense of peace. Everyone who talks to you leaves lighter.”
“Maybe because I’ve weathered a lot,” I said with a smile. “People who’ve known storms learn to speak softly.”
In the evenings, I sat on the porch and watched the sunset melt over the sea.continue reading …
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