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Kim: God, I hope hes okay.
Peggy: So do I, honey. You know, when I brought Edward down here to live with us, I really didnt think thing through. And I didnt think about what could happen to him, or to us, or to the neighborhood. And now I think that maybe it might be best if he goes back up there, because at least hes safe there. And wed just go back to normal.
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Kim: She never saw him again, not after that night.
Granddaughter: How do you know?
Kim: Because I was there.
Granddaughter: You could have gone up there. You still could go.
Kim: No, sweet heart. Im an old woman now. I would rather he remember the way I was.
Kim: You see, before he came down here, it never snowed. And afterwards, it did. If he werent up there now, I dont think it would be snowing. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it.
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