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My daughter's best friend lost her father. Last year. She was in 5 th standard. Ten years old. She didn't cry. Or rather, I didn't see her cry. Two weeks later, when she came to our home, I didn't see her sad or mourning or weeping.

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Sujatha Sathyendra

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