She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. I won't have a beachcomber on the island. Sheppard had been interred. Never had she seemed to him so much like Anna. Before her stretched blank spaces, dotted with running people coming toward her, and below them railings and a statue. It took my breath away.
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