Congratulations Anne! You've won the Avery. How wonderful. Now it's back to Avonlea and the apple blossoms.
But apple blossoms don't last forever. "Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it."
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