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“What have you got there, Gwen?” Anna asked as Gwen came into their bedroom, holding something. “They were growing on the lawn and I thought they’d brighten up our room a bit. She held up her hand revealing a small bunch of yellow, purple and white crocuses. “There were so many of them that I don’t think anyone will miss a few and they’re so pretty.” She put them in a glass of water on the table between their beds. Then plucked out a purple one and tucked it above Anna’s ear, stroking her hair. Anna smiled. “They’re beautiful, Gwen.”