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” I said.

Lucienne closed her eyes.

“Not for what André feared,” she said. “You were too far along for that, and your mother hesitated.”

My breath caught in my throat.

“Did I give birth?” I asked, and it sounded as if another woman inside me had spoken.

“Yes,” Lucienne said. “A small child. Premature, weak, but alive. They told you the fever had stolen continue reading …