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It was spring in Velbridge when Mira Ellison's name was spoken aloud again in the Hall.
Not read. Not whispered from the edge of a page.
Spoken by a girl with short curls and a voice that trembled slightly as she stood before a crowd of classmates in the vaulted chamber.
The class was part of a new public initiative the Living Histories Program.