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She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had. My politics in that matter wouldn’t be to give women votes. My Mom is hell bent on having the biggest, most beautiful house in the neighborhood, my college education be damned.
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