
As she stirred the foxglove seeds into the soup, Mrs. Boyle thought to herself that maybe they had always been hurtling towards this fate. That this was God’s plan for them, and Sally’s obstinance in the face of reality might have been a blessing in disguise. Maybe Sally’s fourteen years of fighting her guidance every step of the way was a clue, a sign to recognize when the time came, to show her what she should do.
She had a choice with Sally.



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