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ther, Nicolaus Ha

d Hansson's Clocks

master at his craft

ne unique. Their

o-bedroom apartme

size living room. It

nsisted of famil

nationalities from

frica and various

lthy community. J

ng to make a decent

selves and th

ished her fourth y

r class in business

ch her life was go

. She stood in fro

y mid-day and the

ed around and see

d, a cold chill rac

osed unless there

mun

she used her key t

ck steps that le

ther and father w

e, holding hands a

had heard

t's wrong?" s

, surprised to see

as the first to sp

en't coming hom

t through her as s

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lier f

over she drew Moll

ful surprise it is

so glad that you'r

meone died?" she

sw

her mother who a

me bad news, sit,

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ther but it was al

So she went over

knees in front of

up into his eyes.

them, his eyes mois

e had arrived home

as hap

ty-nine-year-old m

ried in Sweden w

hard back then, he

so they packed thei

friends behind he

in Man

long, hard hours

. He took whatever

work and determinat

oney for a down

clocks and als

neighbours, they

n apartment. They

was forty-six whe

ll

devoted their live

the couple could

more in love today

rr

ioned for her to s

gently on her che

home and ou

r father, she was

at's not possible.

ever missed a mor

ince she is the

elped make sure e

on she took finan

r father and the ot

mun

ild. It's not only u

ess, it's the w

aised, the taste o

don't understand,

ched Molly's cheek

e and I'm sorry y

am so glad to

en't told me what's

aking his hand in

pots and pans to

her but she knew

other handled stre

g and

red the smell of fr

filled the t

p and walking to

the unusually qu

developer has bo

ng torn down to m

ise office

over to her father

e promised he'd ne

fe from this kind

wie passed awa

he land was left t

s will,"

is son took it to c

little hands on th

g. She looked at he

, they were getti

r lives to give her

er head and food

anything. True, she

her clothes cam

dn't care, she had

d to Molly, that w

iny frail woman, h

an who never miss

douts, but he was

n need. He had to

t had his strength

ng, and who she g

i

and went back ove

side. "We'll fight

ke away our

lawyers, they cost

t's hopeless. We h

u

ad. "It's not hope

as to be something

tomorrow, maybe

i

the letter he had

for her

er mouth and a tri

"My God, Bancroft

hey own most of

ll around

is head again the

hope. People like

t people

er a warm smile. "

ing, I've been wai

me cooke

y dressed in a skir

e wore her long b

the mirror and wa

ready to face the

rpri

o where her father

o let him know she

e found the addres

ll demand they list

ur community I c

e his

won't Molly? wha

hem any way we can,

r h

a kiss and wishe

ess, people like t

ney and power. Bu

stubborn and det

ing she wouldn't g

e him in that way

she was so much l

nd gent

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