Chapter 7

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The window was fogged up, but it couldn’t hide the howling snow outside.

Dad spoke with a mix of emotion and pride.

“We’ve raised her, fed her, sheltered her with the house back home. That should be enough.”

Mom leaned on Dad’s shoulder, smiling slightly.

“Exactly, that house back home is so much nicer...

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