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The stone patio.
It was my childhood home.
And the woman standing beside the girl was someone I had not thought about in years.
Martha.
Our housekeeper.
The woman who had secretly slipped me cookies when I was little.
The one who sat beside my bed when I had the flu while my parents attended charity galas and business dinners.
I looked up at Claire.
“Why are you showing me this?” I asked.
She met my eyes calmly.
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