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My baby cousin screamed upstairs. I practically leaped off the couch, out from under the soothing warm blanket that I had grown to love so much, and rushed up stairs. Baby Genevieve was too cute to keep crying for long. I had been wallowing in self-pity, worrying about dumb boys and being lonely in life. All my issues fell away as I stumbled over an ill-placed stool on my way to her handmade log crib. The room was dark except for the faint glow coming from the hallway. I picked her up gently and cradled her in my arms, forgetting all about my cell phone ringing in my pocket. I knew my friends were trying
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A "Hoover blanket" was a pack of dogs that the poor could huddle with for warmth.
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