Lily had always been the one to stop Daisy's trembling ---- especially in the early days after relatives had given up caring for them and dumped them on the doorstep of the New York Foundling Hospital.
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Oh, now I'm curious...she must have gone through horrific things; and how wonderful that she had some one to help.
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Oh, this is so sad, thanks for sharing. Love the cover too!
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So tragic!
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