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“Dad?” she asked, and hated how hopeful it sounded. Hope was a dangerous habit in this house.
He didn’t answer her question like a person. He moved across the room—she heard the quiet scrape of a shoe against wood, heard him exhale like he had something unpleasant to get through. Then something soft landed on her lap.
Fabric.
A veil.
It smelled faintly of cedar, like it had been stored away.
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