Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. "For what?" "I had the paper with me. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ Martha begged. These two elderly ladies would call her stark mad.
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