Visitors.

I looked up and there were two women at the door. They wore long skirts, and blouses. They were somber. I found out they were related to us. They gave us girls a jar of pennies apiece.Yes, and this happened twice in my childhood. I can see these large women as they walked back to their cars. They didn’t say too, much, but my sister was thrilled to meet the woman for whom she was named.

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