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A baby’s cry pierced Dr. Leila Denmark’s back yard.  She stepped out on her porch to listen, then stepped down into the mist that draped her vegetable garden.  Dr. Denmark was a wisp of a woman, short and slight, who seemed to float when she walked, a ghostly illusion heightened by the white lab coat she wore.  She stopped to watch some bees already at work on her flowers, framed in dappled light filtering through the pine trees.  The child’s cry got her moving agai

A baby’s cry pierced Dr. Leila Denmark’s back yard. She stepped out on her porch to listen, then stepped down into the mist that draped her vegetable garden. Dr. Denmark was a wisp of a woman, short and slight, who seemed to float when she walked, a ghostly illusion heightened by the white lab coat she wore. She stopped to watch some bees already at work on her flowers, framed in dappled light filtering through the pine trees. The child’s cry got her moving agai

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