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Though her mind now wanders, Granny Wang holds fast to a single, perfect memory. A promise from a lifetime ago…

Though her mind now wanders, Granny Wang holds fast to a single, perfect memory. A promise from a lifetime ago. A lover. An old tree by the river. A meeting at the Zi hour.

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