Jewels Chapter Ten
Sapphire I had little joy coming down to the island, and by the end of the summer I felt even less to return home. I missed my mother and I knew the sight of her face would have me thrilled, but I didnât feel like I would miss my actual home. New York had a continuous layer of fog that didnât exist in the West Indies. I wasnât eager to be back under the grey tint, but I also couldnât wait to bragâŚ
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