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Peace be upon her, the day she was born, and the day she died, and the day she will be raised up alive. Misha sat in front of Aya’s bed. So many words formed in her mind. She wanted to tell Aya about her day, about her new friend, about the new words she had learned and all the food she had eaten… But she couldn’t. The words came out on their own. “I’m sorry.”