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“Stenciled on the wall were yellow and white daisies and the words: God Keeps His Promises. I closed my eyes, and tried to let those words seep into my soul. Do you? Do you keep them all? Daddy would say yes, God keeps them all, every single one. The ones He actually made and not the genie-in-a-bottle lies we wished were true.”

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When the Wildflowers Bloom Again

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