"Jest wish m'dad was prouda me, y'know? S'all I want, s'ta make him proud. T'hear him say it." She shook her head and shot Anna a wry glance.
"Y'must think I'm a sad sally, yappin' bout all these terrible things," Lark chuckled though the sound was strained. Ben turned to bump his nose against Lark's shoulder.
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