Her grandmother, Terese-White sat on a wooden rocking chair, rocking away gently as she waited for the little ones to settle before she started her tale. A tale that the girls never grew tired of. They wanted it read to them every night, every day. They would give her an earful if ever she slightly changed the tiniest bit of the story. Better yet, if she ever began a story other than that, they would dismiss her. The other four sisters would walk out of Shinja's room as though their grandmother had not started anything of importance. They blocked her out as if she was invisible.
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