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Chapter 9-1
Chapter 9 Sadie sat at a writing desk just inside the doors that led out onto the veranda of the Pink Palace. She was trying to make up her mind whether she should tell Lorraine the truth about her past or let it lie. While she fanned herself, an occasional breeze drifted in, but not enough to dry the sweat that beaded on her forehead. Lorraine was certainly old enough to be told, but Sadie thought when the time came that Reno would be here with her. She’d never felt as alone as she did at this moment, facing a daughter she didn’t know. She’d only seen Lorraine from a distance and knew that this girl wasn’t her daughter. She couldn’t be. Her manners were too proper, her speech too soft and correct, and her clothes much too expensive. She might have been born just outside of Whiskey Hill,
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