Madeleine was heading towards her Monday lunch with Madame Seignet when Vannie stopped her in the hall. “Maddy,” Vannie called out. Madeleine turned around; she was startled that Vannie would even address her. “What is it?” Madeleine asked in her usual guarded fashion. Vannie walked up to her. “I heard that the doctor released you …
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