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Chapter 25: Let the Dead Bury the Dead

Life was a blur of housework, meetings, meals, pregnancies, baby showers, weddings, comings and goings, babies, babies, and more babies. The circle swirled and swelled with little bodies zooming around the fountain on plastic motorbikes. The noise was terrific and of course, we were always on tenterhooks wondering when it was appropriately or inappropriately noisy….

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kylacloete

Having recently left a cult - I am now winging it for real...in the real world. I have an appetite for goodness, kindness, hope and helpful hints.