Through cracked eyelid I watched my sister Eisha, pad across the room in her small clothes. She grabbed her woolen stockings, long sleeved heavy cotton shift and indigo blue pinafore from her chair and quickly headed to the fire, poking at the embers until they gave in to her ministrations and the small pieces of kindling stared to burn. I snuggled
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- Erulisse (one L)
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And I am so happy the story developed in a happy way. We need happiness these times!
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And boy do we need happy endings. Peace~~~D
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I loved the voice in this too :D
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