A gurgle of spit interrupted Edith in her soliloquy. She dabbed at the tiny mouth and continued.
“Actually, I think it must have all started with Papa. The legend goes that he married Mama - my Mama, that is, but I suppose you would call her Granny. Anyway, he married Mama for her money and it took him an entire year to fall in love with her.”
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