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... ded short of breath, always trying to catch more air whenever she could, yet she kept singing while rocking the crib for long minutes as the sun started to come down.
Someone opened a door, interrupting the lullaby. Her voice was kept low so as not to wake the child, but it was cold as an ice bucket, “Merise, leave the child be, we need you in the kitchen. Dessert isn’t going to bake itself.”
“I’ll be here in a minute,” the singing woman replied with no energy in her voice.
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