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CHAPTER THREE of A Sadder Season by Susan Wingate
Although she was not, Meg sat on the pew where the widows sat. She knew few other parents in Church who had lost children and, plus, she had sat with these women for years now—even Jay sat with them every now and then but not today. 642 more words
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Society. It is as if some cynical genius had designed a huge complex penal colony in the sunshine, eliminating the need for guard towers and barbed wire by merely beaming a gigantic electronic message at the inmates, day and night, saying, You are in heaven!