Anne Hines

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My brother’s tumble down the stairs nearly killed him. There was nothing Botkin could do to stop the bleeding. We have taken turns sitting by his bedside, terrified he would die at any moment. Though the worst has passed, Alexey is still bedridden, bruised, and unable to eat or even roll over without assistance.
I Was Anastasia
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