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Afterwards: Prologue

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Kindlin Carter took a deep breath and stood still for a moment, trying to stop the headache that she could feel coming on. The moment of silence that she was embraced in was broken by the baby crying. She groaned and walked up the staircase to the nursery, praying that the remaining 4 hours of her husband being gone - in the studio, recording a new CD - would go by faster than it usually did.