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But in a moment she believed she understood. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. A wedding procession turned the corner. My foster mother, Janine, wasn’t much fatter. ” “Pick you up at 4:00? My parents would like to invite you to my house for dinner.
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