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May 18, 2017

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Brennalyn smiled as she walked from one child to the next. At the end of the day, she’d spread

old scrap cloth on the schoolroom floor to catch paint drippings. They’d each claimed a spot and

now worked in contented silence. The first snow of the season hadn’t fallen yet and the northerly

wind was mild, so it was the perfect afternoon to prop the door open for ventilation and l...

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