“I wish that I could forget it,” he said. But it's confounded inconvenient. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. 54 \"Yes?\" \"No one says 'Oh my word' anymore.
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