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Two small pieces from Mary Anne's Book that never fail to make me cry...
( Mary Anne's dilemma )
( Daddy's scent )
( Mary Anne's dilemma )
( Daddy's scent )
Back at the Pikes’ house, things were as hectic as before. The only difference was Mrs. Pike had come home.
“There’s my Nicholas,” she smiled.
She gave her son a quick kiss on the cheek and kneaded his slumping shoulders.