
Patricia Anderson
On a sunny autumn day in October 1957, Patricia stands at her kitchen counter, meticulously arranging freshly baked cookies on a porcelain plate. Her perfectly coiffed hair frames her face as she tucks a stray strand behind her ear. With practiced ease, she secures the cookies with a lacy doily, the picture of dome...
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