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... an is painting in the garden.
She is intently focused on a few roses in front of her, her hand never pausing as she earnestly writes and draws. Moments later, vivid flowers bloom under her fingertips.
At this moment, a distinguished middle-aged woman walks in.
She looks at Wendy Carson with a somewhat helpless expression, "Wendy, are you painting here?"
"Mother, is there something you need?"
Wendy puts down her pen and paper, looks up at her mother, and sh ...
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