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“Would you like me to sing you that song again?” she whispered. “Oh yes!”
The nurse gladly crept out of the room. When she was gone, Colin
gripped Mary’s hand again. “Or instead, could you say about the Secret Garden – how you think it looks inside? I want to imagine it.”
So she described the garden – the real, growing, scented, beautiful garden – as if it were some place she had never been, finishing up: “Oh, and Mr Robin has found a mate and he’s building a nest there!”
But Colin was asleep.
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