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“There is no such thing as luck. God arranged for our paths to cross in order to give me His assurance and the truth, and so I thank Him, and you. Good day." ... Although she was teeming with anger, humiliation, and grief, she didn't react as she had done in the past... Instead, she crossed the room with slow deliberation, feeling the gentle sway of her skirt, hearing the subtle rustle of her petticoats, conscious of the beat of her heart.”

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Book:The Journey of Josephine Cain
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