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Her little white hand stole across the table. Her heels made contact with Rhea’s knees and hobbled her with a crack. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. Sadly, the Christmas break came to an end. But I don’t want to. You know that I am practically destitute, without means or any certain knowledge of where my next meal is coming from. Entranced, he stared at the name.
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