But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. “I am only sorry that I did not ask you to go with me. She's the boss. They stank, and she hated how they blocked the sunlight. You, Anna, are one of them.
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