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June 30, 2005

Tanya: Homeopathy

She sat in the darkest corner, silently watching the midwife toil by the fire. There was indeed a tiny life growing inside her.

She wondered if this could change anything. Would the beatings stop? Could a child make her husband merciful? Or would it only give him another target for his cruelty? Could they stow away on a ship to the continent? Or even to America? She knew she was dreaming.

The midwife returned with another pot of tea, the scent of peppermint oil and leaves overpowering. As she began drinking the fourteenth cup, she finally felt the miscarriage begin.

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