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father  and .  .  ."  The  rest  of the  words  didn't  seem  to
                                   come.  Her head began to spin.
                                     "Never  mind,  little  Chaya,  never mind,"  Gitl  said.
                                   "Shmuel  and  I—we  are  your  family now."


















































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