The Only Doctor in Copper Gulch
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The cut was a knife's work and it was done in a hurry by somebody who knew exactly what was sewn in there. The pin was not. The pin was shut, and set through the mend she had made herself in September, and it had been sent ninety miles down a closed mountain to say one sentence: I am alive and this is mine.
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