Some days Stephie could sense the bad day coming and some days she couldn’t. The day before might have been good and the day before that and the week before that, but sometimes she woke up and she was back at zero.
On those mornings the only thing that got her out of bed was Marie. She would hear Marie chattering to herself in her room, or Marie would come into Stephie’s room, and Stephie knew she had to get Marie fed and dressed and pack her bags and send her to Thomas’s house.
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On those mornings the only thing that got her out of bed was Marie. She would hear Marie chattering to herself in her room, or Marie would come into Stephie’s room, and Stephie knew she had to get Marie fed and dressed and pack her bags and send her to Thomas’s house.
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