Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. She moved then, fast, taking refuge behind a Chinese screen that was set beside the four-poster at the back of the room. ‘Ah, the tragedy. She moved her hand off of his knee, deliberately slow. " "Oh, yes I will. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin.
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