“I've done a few sketches of you now,” he said one  evening, “and when I've finished this one I’ll be ready to paint a picture of you.”
“Emilie was a special child for us, for she spent every minute she could with us and lavished us with her affection.”
“It was as I staggered out of one such crater that I lumbered into an invisible coil of barbed wire that first snagged and then trapped my foreleg.”

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