"Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips. Wood, (for I never do anything without consulting my better half,) I'll take the boy, educate him, and bring him up to my own business of a carpenter. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised. The door opened, and a slightly overweight pretty blonde, an older, wiser version of Michelle, came into view.
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