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- “And today she sees the end. Sees it behind her eyes like a black filament pushing its way into peripheral awareness. It has come from behind her eyes, and has placed itself squarely in front of her face…”
- “Mother, I hate leaving you . . . and my babies, but . . . I’ll never worry, Annie, as long as you have them.”
- “Mother, I love him . . . and I love you. Sometimes I know I can’t bear to be without you for a minute. Then I look at him, and I can’t bear to be without him either…”
- Annie, oh my God, Mother…! I thought you would never come. I’ve been waiting for so long.
- “…Should anything happen to me, I want you to take my child …I think my love for you is more than any other girl has for her mother. Don’t you?”
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