The formal meeting took place three weeks later.<\/p>\n
By then Helen Park had inventoried forty-three archive boxes.<\/p>\n
She had identified eleven files requiring immediate preservation because original documents contradicted later official records.<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s was one.<\/p>\n
Grace\u2019s another.<\/p>\n
Emily\u2019s correspondence formed a third category.<\/p>\n
Theresa\u2019s case contained enough discrepancies that Maya recommended independent review.<\/p>\n
The remaining material would take months.<\/p>\n
The diocese sent four representatives.<\/p>\n
An attorney.<\/p>\n
An archivist.<\/p>\n
A retired administrator.<\/p>\n
And Bishop Daniel Mercer.<\/p>\n
The surname made everyone stare.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo relation,\u201d he said immediately.<\/p>\n
Anna smiled without humor.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou might want to check.\u201d<\/p>\n
Even the bishop laughed.<\/p>\n
That helped slightly.<\/p>\n
We met in Maya\u2019s largest conference room.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had insisted.<\/p>\n
Not church property.<\/p>\n
Not our house.<\/p>\n
Neutral ground.<\/p>\n
Anna sat on one side of her.<\/p>\n
I sat on the other.<\/p>\n
Grace and Emily joined by video.<\/p>\n
Maya sat at the head.<\/p>\n
The diocesan attorney, Paul Avery, began with prepared language.<\/p>\n
He expressed concern.<\/p>\n
Regret.<\/p>\n
Commitment to understanding historical practices.<\/p>\n
Rebecca listened without interrupting.<\/p>\n
Then he said:<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should be careful not to judge past standards exclusively through contemporary expectations.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna\u2019s hand tightened.<\/p>\n
Rebecca spoke before I could.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas forging a signature considered acceptable in 1985?\u201d<\/p>\n
Avery stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas falsely listing a known father as unknown acceptable?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWas withholding a valid revocation acceptable?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have not established\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe original is in your archive.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya touched Rebecca\u2019s arm lightly.<\/p>\n
Not to silence her.<\/p>\n
To remind her that anger did not need to do all the work.<\/p>\n
Helen\u2019s report already did.<\/p>\n
Avery adjusted his papers.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're correct that some documents raise serious concerns.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy document doesn't raise a concern.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone looked toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt answers one.\u201d<\/p>\n
She placed copies side by side.<\/p>\n
Her true revocation.<\/p>\n
The forged withdrawal.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
She touched the first.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is not.\u201d<\/p>\n
She touched the second.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't need anyone to express concern about which is which.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bishop leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you asking from us?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cCorrect the record.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can begin a process\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice remained calm.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not turn a sentence into a process because the sentence makes you uncomfortable.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked toward her with unmistakable pride.<\/p>\n
Anna continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour archive already proves I named Walter as the father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt proves I requested he be contacted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt proves I revoked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt proves a later document contradicting that request is not in my handwriting.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bishop glanced toward counsel.<\/p>\n
Then back.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna sat back.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen write that.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went quiet.<\/p>\n
The bishop nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe will.\u201d<\/p>\n
No applause.<\/p>\n
No dramatic victory.<\/p>\n
A correction.<\/p>\n
Forty years late.<\/p>\n
Still necessary.<\/p>\n
Avery moved to the broader proposal.<\/p>\n
The diocese was willing to fund an independent review.<\/p>\n
Helen would remain involved.<\/p>\n
Maya could nominate two additional experts.<\/p>\n
Affected individuals would receive confidential outreach where legally permitted.<\/p>\n
Records would be preserved.<\/p>\n
Corrected records would retain historical originals with annotations rather than destroying prior versions.<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded.<\/p>\n
So far, good.<\/p>\n
Then Avery reached the condition.<\/p>\n
\u201cIn exchange for funding and access, we would ask participating families to agree to a temporary confidentiality period.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya\u2019s expression changed immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwelve months.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca said:<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Avery looked toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt would allow orderly review.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMs. Miller\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca. We are not requesting permanent silence.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're asking people whose letters sat undelivered for forty years to agree not to speak while the institution decides what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor twelve months.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya did not interrupt.<\/p>\n
This was not an impulsive objection.<\/p>\n
Rebecca had learned enough to know exactly what bothered her.<\/p>\n
Avery tried again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWithout confidentiality, incomplete information could become public.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen don't make people speak.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn't what I mean.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can ask individual people whether they want confidentiality.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can protect identifying information.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can ask lawyers not to release unverified documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you cannot make access to someone\u2019s own history conditional on silence.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bishop looked toward Avery.<\/p>\n
The attorney answered carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe are trying to protect participants.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna said:<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk us whether we want protection.\u201d<\/p>\n
Avery stopped.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
The central error.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Protection without consent.<\/p>\n
Rebecca continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Theresa wants privacy, protect Theresa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Susan wants limited contact, honor that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Anna wants her corrected record public, that's her choice.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Emily wants her letters private, that's hers.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily spoke from the screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cI haven't decided.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca pointed gently toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Avery leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're proposing individualized disclosure rules.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya finally spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat will be administratively difficult.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca laughed.<\/p>\n
Anna did too.<\/p>\n
Even the bishop looked embarrassed.<\/p>\n
Rebecca said:<\/p>\n
\u201cDifficulty is not a reason to take choices away.\u201d<\/p>\n
No one could argue without revealing the entire problem.<\/p>\n
The bishop whispered something to Avery.<\/p>\n
They spoke quietly.<\/p>\n
Then requested ten minutes.<\/p>\n
We waited.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stood and paced.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas I too aggressive?\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya answered:<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToo emotional?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToo\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop asking whether making someone uncomfortable means you did something wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stared.<\/p>\n
Then smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ten minutes became twenty-seven.<\/p>\n
When the representatives returned, the bishop spoke first.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe'll remove the blanket confidentiality requirement.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cCompletely?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIndividual privacy protections?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDetermined case by case.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith consent?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere the person is living and legally able to provide it, yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya wrote rapidly.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd deceased participants?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLegal privacy requirements and ethical review.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maya nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cAcceptable as a framework.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bishop continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe will also establish a process for individuals to request copies of undelivered correspondence addressed to them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily leaned toward her camera.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about letters written by them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThose too, where lawful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd birth parents?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAdoptees?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFathers?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked toward me.<\/p>\n
My letter lay safely at home now.<\/p>\n
Hundreds of others still waited.<\/p>\n
The bishop continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe will fund identity verification and record correction for cases where discrepancies are substantiated.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked:<\/p>\n
\u201cDNA?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere appropriate and requested.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCounseling?\u201d<\/p>\n
Avery looked surprised.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca gestured toward the boxes.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're going to contact people who may learn their birth dates are wrong, their parents were misidentified, or letters were withheld.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can't send a certified envelope and call the job done.\u201d<\/p>\n
The bishop nodded slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked almost startled.<\/p>\n
She had become accustomed to resistance.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe'll add independent counseling support.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot church counseling.\u201d<\/p>\n
Avery sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIndependent.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nearly smiled.<\/p>\n
Carol would have loved watching her negotiate.<\/p>\n
That thought hurt.<\/p>\n
After the meeting, Anna remained behind to sign her correction request.<\/p>\n
The bishop approached her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to apologize.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn't do it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She waited.<\/p>\n
He corrected himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry the institution I represent failed you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Better.<\/p>\n
Anna nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs there anything else I can personally do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked surprised.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't call women like me birth mothers when you're describing the moment before an adoption is complete.\u201d<\/p>\n
He frowned slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I was just her mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
The bishop nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna gave him a look.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou understand the sentence.\u201d<\/p>\n
He accepted the correction.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s enough to start.\u201d<\/p>\n
Outside, the afternoon sun was painfully bright.<\/p>\n
We stood on the courthouse steps because Maya needed to file one final document.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked toward Anna.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow does it feel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWinning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn't win.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour record is being corrected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what does it feel like?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cLike someone finally stopped arguing with me about what happened to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca nodded.<\/p>\n
That was enough.<\/p>\n
Two weeks later, the corrected annotation arrived.<\/p>\n
It did not rewrite history.<\/p>\n
It documented it.<\/p>\n
Original records reflected a voluntary surrender followed by a purported withdrawal rescission.<\/p>\n
Subsequent archival evidence established that Anna Louise Mercer had timely requested revocation, identified Walter Miller as the biological father, and requested paternal notification.<\/p>\n
The later withdrawal attributed to Anna could not be authenticated and was disputed by her under sworn declaration.<\/p>\n
DNA confirmed biological parentage.<\/p>\n
Rebecca read it twice.<\/p>\n
Then handed it to Anna.<\/p>\n
Anna read more slowly.<\/p>\n
At the bottom was her full name.<\/p>\n
Anna Louise Mercer.<\/p>\n
Correct.<\/p>\n
She touched it with one finger.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey finally spelled me right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca began crying.<\/p>\n
Anna laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's what gets you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
They hugged.<\/p>\n
I looked away toward the kitchen window.<\/p>\n
Outside, the ugly sage-green porch swing moved slightly in the wind.<\/p>\n
Carol had loved that thing.<\/p>\n
Or claimed she did.<\/p>\n
I never knew whether she truly liked the color.<\/p>\n
Some mysteries could remain.<\/p>\n
That evening, we gathered at my house.<\/p>\n
Emily came back.<\/p>\n
Grace came.<\/p>\n
Margaret surprised us by arriving with Daniel.<\/p>\n
Mark brought the boys.<\/p>\n
Maya declined because, as she said, lawyers should know when not to become relatives.<\/p>\n
We ate too much food.<\/p>\n
No speeches.<\/p>\n
Rebecca insisted.<\/p>\n
Halfway through dinner, my youngest grandson asked why there were so many people.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked around.<\/p>\n
\u201cFamily.\u201d<\/p>\n
He frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of them?\u201d<\/p>\n
She considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome by blood.\u201d<\/p>\n
She pointed toward Mark.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome by marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Toward Margaret.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome because history got complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd some because we choose them.\u201d<\/p>\n
The boy accepted that.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then he asked for potatoes.<\/p>\n
After dinner, Anna and I sat on the porch.<\/p>\n
The others remained inside.<\/p>\n
Forty years earlier, I had wanted to build an entire life with her.<\/p>\n
That life had not happened.<\/p>\n
We could not recover it by pretending the years between had been an interruption.<\/p>\n
They were our lives.<\/p>\n
Anna had loved other people.<\/p>\n
So had I.<\/p>\n
Carol existed.<\/p>\n
Rebecca existed.<\/p>\n
Emily existed.<\/p>\n
Every joy and betrayal had become part of what brought us to this porch.<\/p>\n
Anna looked toward the yard.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you ever think about what would've happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMe too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLess than before.\u201d<\/p>\n
She glanced at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause imagining the life we lost used to feel like finding the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNow it feels like inventing another story.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cEconomics finally taught you something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter forty years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSlow learner.\u201d<\/p>\n
We sat quietly.<\/p>\n
Then Anna rested her hand beside mine.<\/p>\n
Not on it.<\/p>\n
Beside.<\/p>\n
Close enough that either of us could choose.<\/p>\n
I turned my hand.<\/p>\n
She did too.<\/p>\n
Our fingers touched.<\/p>\n
Nothing more.<\/p>\n
No promise that first love had waited untouched.<\/p>\n
No betrayal of Carol\u2019s memory.<\/p>\n
No attempt to become twenty-four and twenty-two again.<\/p>\n
Just two old people who had finally received the conversation stolen from them.<\/p>\n
Inside, Rebecca laughed.<\/p>\n
Anna looked toward the sound.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe laughs like you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought she laughed like Carol.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Both.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Anna squeezed my hand once.<\/p>\n
Then let go.<\/p>\n
Rebecca stepped onto the porch.<\/p>\n
\u201cAm I interrupting?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Anna said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said simultaneously.<\/p>\n
Rebecca smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood. Normal family awkwardness.\u201d<\/p>\n
She held an envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt came today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe archive.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother letter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca sat between us.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo who?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMe.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked down at the envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was written when I was eighteen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHave you opened it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at both of us.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause for once, I wanted to decide when.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca turned the envelope over.<\/p>\n
Carol Miller.<\/p>\n
To Rebecca.<\/p>\n
1998.<\/p>\n
A letter written twenty years before Carol\u2019s final confession.<\/p>\n
A truth she had once almost delivered.<\/p>\n
Rebecca held it for several seconds.<\/p>\n
Then stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm going inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want company?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna asked:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want us nearby?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That difference mattered.<\/p>\n
She went upstairs.<\/p>\n
The door closed.<\/p>\n
No one followed.<\/p>\n
Twenty minutes later, she returned carrying the opened letter.<\/p>\n
Her eyes were red.<\/p>\n
She sat beside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca stared toward the dark yard.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me Anna\u2019s name.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me Dad was my biological father.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me Grandma had interfered.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me she was sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna asked quietly:<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn't you receive it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca held up the envelope.<\/p>\n
No stamp.<\/p>\n
No postmark.<\/p>\n
Carol had written the truth.<\/p>\n
Sealed it.<\/p>\n
Addressed it.<\/p>\n
Then kept it.<\/p>\n
Again, she had reached the final inch and stopped.<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked toward the house.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor years, I thought Mom\u2019s tragedy was that she never told the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
She touched the envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut that's not it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told it dozens of times.\u201d<\/p>\n
In journals.<\/p>\n
Affidavits.<\/p>\n
Record requests.<\/p>\n
Letters.<\/p>\n
Recordings.<\/p>\n
Boxes.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe just couldn't put the truth in the hands of the people who needed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anna nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca folded the letter carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't want to live like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at both of us.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo tomorrow I'm giving copies of everything that belongs to each person back to them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Not exposing.<\/p>\n
Returning.<\/p>\n
Not deciding.<\/p>\n
Offering.<\/p>\n
Anna smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's a good beginning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked toward the house full of people connected by choices, injuries, love, biology, adoption, marriage, and time.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s the ending of one thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then she held Carol\u2019s undelivered letter against her chest.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd finally the beginning of something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
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