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Irma's Stories -
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A still figure standing in the front garden caught my attention as I moved through the house. The children were busy outside doing what farm children do. I had just completed the day’s ironing. I walked to the window and looked at the still figure, standing erect, both hands at her sides. A small bald-headed man appeared as if from nowhere. She did not move, just followed him with her eyes...
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