" "Dear mother, don't say so," returned Winifred. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. “You are late,” she murmured. \"So, guess who just asked me to the Junior Prom?\" Lucy's eyes widened. I am the richest man in the world.
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