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Elena added.
Rafael smiled. “Most people are.”
Elena laughed softly, and the sound eased something in him.
Later, he left a small wooden bird he had carved beside the lilies. On the bottom, in careful script, he had written:
Thank you for loving our daughter.
Elena cried when she saw it.
That winter, the sisters gathered often at Rafael’s house.
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