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Homecoming
They strapped in their precious little bundle, glancing at her in the rear-view mirror. They could not help but marvel at her over and over, her tiny hands waving in the air and her violet eyes looking at the world with innocent curiosity. “Her eyes are so beautiful,” they kept repeating. As they drove through the familiar streets of Shelton, everything seemed different yet the same.
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