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Monday, May 26, 2008

The Last Letter

I remember the day Madeline Wallace came to sunny oaks retirement home. She arrived in June, she brought along a few personal affects, nothing that stood out except a box of old yellowed letters and a moth eaten velvet burgundy dress. Her great niece, Betty, had brought her. She was no longer... Sign in to see full entry.

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