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... ook a seat, to better see her, and to better hear her too. It was a strain for her to raise her voice too long. More often than not, I hear her more in feeble whispers than anything else.
“He’s a darling, isn’t he?” Mom said, fluttering her eyes to a close, hiding her wheeze with a subtle sigh. “He came as fast as he could as soon as your Father called. Didn’t even charge us a cent for it.”
Unfortunately, she wasn’t subtle enough.
“Does it even help your illness?” I asked ...
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