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Time did what time does best. It passed quickly and without effort. And in the blink of an eye, we were celebrating Patience’s 4th birthday. As she ate her cake and opened her presents, I gazed at her lovingly. She was a such a beautiful child. Somehow she’d managed to inherit her father’s unruly red hair and my dark gray eyes. And the results were simply angelic…

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