Once upon a time there was a little girl who was sparkley and chatted constantly.  She painted and sewed with her very fine finger movements.  She got colds and coughs and got better.

And one day this little girl found herself very ill.  Where was the pain?  It was inside her.  She was little.  What was it?  The doctors worried, we prayed, candles were lit and slowly she began to come back to us.  Her smile lit our lives and we knew she was with us again.


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