Sinking in
The boys fell silent, allowing their heartbreaking revelation to sink in thoroughly. Jane’s stern expression softened. She could envision a pale, bedridden woman, longing for the beauty and fragrance of the outside world, the world she was unable to enjoy anymore. It was a scenario far from anything Jane had imagined. “She loves roses, ma’am,” the second boy chimed in.
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