“In the car she unwrapped it as much as she could and hugged it the whole way home,” David reported.
The prophecy, fulfilled. My destiny, fulfilled. My life has not been in vain. It feels so good to cross a prophecy off the list.
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Sophie was losing her patience, so this weekend I hammered and glued and painted just enough to get the old dollhouse—the one my grandfather built for me in 1974—into ready-to-play-again condition. I’ll sneak it out of her room at night to feed my obsessive need to add more trim, like painted wooden butterflies and stars and hearts and tiny red lanterns. Can’t. Help. Myself.
See you at the housewarming.
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