Daughters of Lace
Francesca Chapter 2
Bundles of letters tied with a lace ribbon lay stacked inside with a small bunch of lavender at the top. The lavender broke apart in my hands as I lifted it from the pile, but the scent of the pale flower flooded me with memories. It reminded me of Aunty Kath. It was as if she’d just stepped out of the room for a momen…
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