Out of nowhere, three elderly women pop out of a door, and I squeak out a surprised noise. “Vinna, I want to introduce you to Roberta—who everyone calls Birdie—Adelaide, and Lila. They manage the house, and if you’re in need of anything, track one of them down.” The three women appear related. They all have beautiful white-gray hair, cut in different but complementary short styles and similar facial features. They’re all about a couple inches shorter than I am, and they have lightly lined faces with strong looking arms and hands. They seem like they’ve laughed a lot in life and aren’t afraid
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