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    "Alaska Esmë," Marie sighed. "You are never alone. You are only what you make yourself." I shook my head. "I am sorry, but I have to leave for dinner," I mumbled feebly before squeaking slowly down the ancient wooden staircase. As I pushed the back door open, I heard Marie call down softly, "When you are l...