My Family's Faith, My Bloody Fate

cent smile on her face. She was holdin

"I have something for you. To celebr

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? What do you mean, no?

want it

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wanted you to have it. Don't you w

I wanted to belong, how much I ached for their forgi

voice shaking slightly. "I

's our history." She pressed forw

back sharply. "I

eyes welling with tears. "I'm sorry.

t on my dresser. I stared at it, my heart pound

ing my mother knead dough for the afternoon b

s face flushed from the sun. He s

in here, li

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ing at the

ticking out of the pocket. She must ha

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