She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. “Oh. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Knew something was up.
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