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Dewald met her at the train station in Johannesburg.
Daisy slipped into the wedding dress – it fitted her perfectly. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked beautiful; just like her ma always said - a beautiful golden angel. Gently she touched the yellow roses that she’d clipped on top of the veil. She smiled widely; they were ready to bloom; just like her.
Later that afternoon while Yolandie was at the library, Daisy quickly scribbled a note and left it on her sister’s pillow. She picked up the suitcase and without even a backward glance at the house she’d spent her life in, headed for the railway station to catch the train to the city of gold.
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Daisy slipped into the wedding dress – it fitted her perfectly. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked beautiful; just like her ma always said - a beautiful golden angel. Gently she touched the yellow roses that she’d clipped on top of the veil. She smiled widely; they were ready to bloom; just like her.
Later that afternoon while Yolandie was at the library, Daisy quickly scribbled a note and left it on her sister’s pillow. She picked up the suitcase and without even a backward glance at the house she’d spent her life in, headed for the railway station to catch the train to the city of gold.
THE END
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Publication Date: 01-30-2013
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