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“No,” the lady said, shaking her head as she lit a cigarette. “You’re not a Baxter, I thought you were one of them,” she smiled. “Teresa Baxter was not like the others, she was headstrong, and she got out of here, far away. I bet she made something of herself and never looked back. Not once,” Mary said.
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