" "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. ” She said, and ducked back into her room. “I’m rather a persistent person. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. “They seem smaller, you know, even physically smaller,” she said. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. “What are your objections?” she said. The tired woman looked quietly at her.
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