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Le petit Rouge

With trembling fingers she picked up the envelope. The parchment was yellowed to a brown. It merely said meine lieblich Anna, but it burned to life a memory. It was from him. *** Much about my mother is not known

Le petit Rouge

With trembling fingers she picked up the envelope. The parchment was yellowed to a brown. It merely said meine lieblich Anna, but it burned to life a memory. It was from him. *** Much about my mother is not known