Can't I make you see?" "But I'm telling you Ruth loves you. Wood's," was the reply. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. An ancient smile lay on his lips. A nurse was at the other end of the room.
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