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Summer day
It showed a younger Martha and a twelve-year-old Emily. They were standing by the lake that was a stone’s throw away from the Bennett house, their smiles as bright as the summer sun that shone that day. Martha could remember the day vividly – the mild breeze that had teased Emily’s curly locks, the sunlight that danced on the lake’s surface, and the peace that pervaded their little world.
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