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Her head slowly turned round. She stared back at him, movements slow and controlled. He felt the stiffness with which she held her body. “No,” she said. She moved her gaze toward the crowd, then returned to ask, “Do you?”
John shook his head. They returned to watching the crowd. John’s eyes settled on the face of an elderly man, tears of joy streaming through the wrinkles on his face as he saw his grandson once more.
“Charlie!” A woman shouted, wildly waving a scrap of red from her hand. John knew it was Agnes. She had removed her bonnet and now waved it overhead, allowing him to see her rich golden hair. She turned once to smile excitedly at a women behind her, and John saw in her dark, deeply-set eyes the traces that would have led the other women to wonder at her night visions. “Charlie, my love!” she yelled again, jumping joyfully in place.
In front of her, a small boy stepped forward. “Why do they look so sad?” he asked.
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