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The Daughter’s Manumission-4
Glancing at the mother for a moment for permission, she crouches down, offering an open jar to the toddler. “And what's your name?” The little girl lisps. “I'm Libby-Beth.” “Would you like one of these?” Libby-Beth crooks a finger to her mouth, sucking the tip, but nods, then reaches in for a candy. “I’m Cindy. You can come and play with me and the other little girls and boys for a bit. Mummy will come for you in a while. Alright?” Libby-Beth nods and then, holding Cindy’s hand, toddles away. “She's very well-behaved,” comments the receptionist to her mother. “Oh, yes. She's such a good child. She'll be no trouble to anyone I promise.” And when David returns a few minutes later to help bring in the bridesmaid’s dresses, the woman he saw and the man she was with have gone. ***** “
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