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daughter and, by contrast, the cold one who came in dry-eyed. I had learned to read her a long time ago, and I did not give her what she wanted, which was a reaction. I sat down in the empty chair beside our brother Dale and I folded my hands in my lap and I waited to find out how my mother had disposed of the farm.
My name is Ruth Halloran, and I was continue reading …
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