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The last smile Annie gave me wasn't even that big. It was more achy, it was small and crept out from her often-quiet angel-like face. Granted, the poor girl had just lost a tooth and her gums were still crying out in a gentle swollen pain. She had laid out her half-finished drawing of a butterfly, her fingers twitching as she loomed over the rainbow crayons. Yellow she’ll pick I’m sure for the wings. That familiar little hum Annie always gave came out; music was her soul. After a moment, she picked up the darkest blue, shocking me but not to...
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