Margaret Calloway stood at the window of her modest home, watching as the streets of Boston bustled with the energy of a spring morning. The cries of fishmongers mixed with the rhythmic clatter of horse-drawn carriages on the cobblestone road. Yet, despite the familiar sights and sounds, this day was far from ordinary. Today marked the end of the only life she had ever known.
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