"Marieke! Come here now, girl!"
Marieke cringed in her bedroom, looking out the blue curtain-framed window at what had begun as a sunny spring day. Her father's bellow told her the day was probably getting worse rather than better.
Marieke's stepmother quickly confirmed Marieke's suspicions when she peered around the bedroom door with a worried look on her slender face. "Marieke, dear, your father . . .
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