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words laced with a hint of nostalgia, pride, and provocation.This little watch in her hand, like a burning ember, flared up in her palm, scorching her skin, and burning all the way to her heart. It w...akes shouldn't implicate the child. When I heard this, I recalled all the people I had sent. I didn't touch you again. That was an accident, so you miscarried. Perhaps it should be said that this chil...