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Weeks later, walking under a rain she no longer associated with other lives, Mara saw a child throw a stone into a puddle. The splash rang backward and forward for a second, and she smiled, thinking of the multiple clocks that had once overlapped in her life. She touched her chest where Ansel's laugh had lived and felt emptiness and gratitude braided together.

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