‘I’m wearing my magic Anja locket, mommy. It looks empty but it’s filled with magic Anja powers and if I throw them on the ground, Anja appears. Doesn’t that sound good, mommy?”
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In the book I’m reading a description of sisters acting out scenes from Pride and Prejudice, giggling and singing and dancing together, and suddenly I am crying at the coffee shop.
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Meeting M for the first time, a good friend says he looks just like Anja. I wonder if he really does, but am so grateful to her for saying it.