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this: you are the continuation of every kindness that ever reached you. You are proof it did not end.”
Silence followed.
I lowered the letter.
Then I held up the photograph.
It showed my grandmother standing beside a younger woman I didn’t recognize, both holding a folded piece of pink silk.
No one spoke.
Tessa’s gaze fixed on it.
Then her expression changed,continue reading …
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