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“No,” I said. “Daddy is going to stay near the vineyard for his work.”
“And Grandmother?” Grace asked.
I reached over and smoothed her hair, tucking a stray strand behind her ear. “Just the three of us.”
“Will we have our own rooms?” Emma asked, her voice quiet. “I want a blue room.”
“You can have any color you like, Emma,” I said. “We will go look at continue reading …
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