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Cecile sat in the front row of her church, surrounded by her daughters. On her face was a look of pure joy, a smile she thought she had long lost.
By Raeanne Newquist4.8
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Cecile sat in the front row of her church, surrounded by her daughters. On her face was a look of pure joy, a smile she thought she had long lost.