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the adults sensed something was wrong. Zia stood up, her gold dress rustling like armor, and walked across the room to accept the bag with the dignity of someone twice her age.
My Mother-in-Law Gave My Daughter a Cheap Candle at Christmas—Then My Seven-Year-Old Calmly Handed Her a Red Box That Made Her Scream
She reached inside and pulled out a single lavender-scented candle in a plain glass jar. A generic drugstore candle worth maybe three dollars.
