These days she never spoke. They couldn’t remember the last time they had heard Evelyn’s soft Cornish accent, or the wonderful stories she used to invent when the grandchildren came for a visit, the world had become a colder
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on Jan 15 8:59 AM. In Prose, Sad, Society
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