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swallowed, started again. “Your grandfather wrote to me after your mother died. He wanted me to send you to him.”
I had known this. Jonah had told me. But hearing it from her mouth was different.
“He sent money,” she continued. “$10 for rail and wagon fare. I—” She closed her eyes. “I thought this place was unfit. I thought he was unsound. I kept the continue reading …
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