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Claire rested her chin on her arms and watched her grandmother crochet. The fine white thread was slowly being twisted and knotted into a fine, lacy doily. “It’s so pretty, Grandma,” Claire said. “Thank you, darling,” Grandma said. She continued to crochet, and Claire watched. “Grandma,” Claire said after several