The Rogue Speaks:
In the stillness of an August afternoon, Maddy sat rocking, softly singing, "Hush, little baby, don't you cry..." Her sweet voice echoed in the dusty attic.
"Where is she?" Simon asked.
"In the attic--where else?" Maren replied. “She’s there every day, now. Rocking. Rocking and singing. I should be glad, I guess. I know where she is.”
Simon, frowning slightly, climbed the stairs.
"Hi, Maddie!" he said cheerfully. "What are you doing?"
"Just practicing," came the reply.
"Practicing?" he asked.
"Yes. When I grow up, I want to be just like Mama!"
“That’s good, baby, that’s good!”
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