At the camp they would be happy.

All at once the headache that had been bothering her so these past months was gone. She felt fine and she smiled at little Bennie. “Bennie-boy,” she said, kissing his smooth, untroubled baby forehead. “Daddy’s coming.” Bennie laughed and started to reach for the locket around Mommy’s neck. But just then the door opened and he jumped down to run and meet his daddy.

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