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He stared at her for a long time, just taking her in—her kind eyes, her gentle smile, the worry lines on her forehead that came from caring too much about other people.
“You’re beautiful, my dear,” he said softly, his voice breaking. “Charlie did very, very good.”
Violet burst into tears and hugged him, and I had to turn away to wipe my own eyes before continue reading …
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