This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. ” Lucy grumbled as she trotted through the formaldehyde stench of Biology Lab. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. “Tell him to drive—anywhere,” she exclaimed.
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