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reading sounded stiff and formal, as if she were reciting from a script.
My Wife Abandoned Me in a Wheelchair With Our Two Children—Ten Years Later, She Returned Begging for the Help She Once Refused to Give
“Little Fox walked past the great oak tree and deeper into the woods…”
She cleared her throat and started again, this time more slowly.
The girls did not look at the pictures.
They watched her face closely instead.
The girls did not look at the illustrations.
