Believe me, Anna. Before you know where you are you find yourself in a complication. Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it vanished. Mr. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. I get along with my Mom sometimes, Lucy.
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