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Updated: June 20, 2025
Lynda tenderly lifted the thin form from the bed and held it close. "I I taught you how to be a mother, didn't I, mommy-Lyn?" she had never called Lynda simply "mother," while "father" had fallen naturally from her lips. "Yes, yes, little Ann." Lynda's eyes were filled with tears and in that moment she realized how much the child meant to her.
Still" and with that Truedale pressed his lips to Lynda's hair "I'm selfish, you seem already to fill every chink of my life." "Con, that's a blessed thing to say to a woman even though the woman knows you ought not to say it. And now, I'm going to tell you something else, Con. It's foolish and trifling, perhaps, but I've set my heart upon it ever since the Saxe Home got me to thinking."
Fascinated, Ann walked to the shelter offered. "Will you kiss me?" Betty asked. The kiss was given mutely. "Will you tell Aunt Betty your name?" "Ann." "Ann what?" "Jes' lil' Ann." Then Betty raised her eyes to Lynda's face and smiled at its tragic suffering. "Poor, old Lyn!" she said, "run home to Con. You need him and God knows he needs you.
Had she been in tears, or, had she shown any trace of the suffering he had endured, he would have taken her in his arms and relegated the unfortunate money to the scrap-heap of non-essentials. But the scene upon which he entered had the effect of chilling him and bringing back the displeasing thought of Lynda's sacrifice. "Have you had a hard day, Con?" "Yes."
I seemed to know how it would turn out and I dared to say it; but now now I am mighty 'fraid!" The tears were falling from the pain-racked eyes falling upon Lynda's cold, rigid hands and they seemed to warm her heart and clear her vision. "Nella-Rose," she said, "where is little Ann?" "Lil' Ann? Why, there's lil' Ann sleeping her tire off under your pillows. She was cold and mighty wore out."
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