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A Runaway Wife
註釋That last time I walked down the stairs, I remember my household help waiting to bid me goodbye. I have been up and down those oak-colored swirling stairs so many times, but they had never seemed that long before - like eternity this time. I take a step down with one foot, but the other does not want to follow. Yet, I know that I have to; I have no choice. I go to each and every room in the house. Here is where I usually sit and have lunch. That is his seat; I remember and see everyone sitting down having lunch. My six children each have their own seat and no one ever dares sit in the other’s place.