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89. PAST
Beatrice heaved herself off her reading chair and turned off the reading lamp. She slowly made her way up the stairs, to check on the children. Her grandchildren. Well, her sister's grandchildren, but for all intents and purposes, they were hers as well. They were sound asleep.
The sight of their little bodies took her back to a time, many years ago, when she and Nina were small. They would have sleepovers at their own grandmother's house, and she probably looked at them the way Beatrice was looking at her own right now. Those times were in the past, though.
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