Anna looked at her, startled. ‘What the devil do you think you’re doing?’ protested Hilary angrily. Her heels made contact with Rhea’s knees and hobbled her with a crack. Even the horns were easing into the concept and the woodwinds in the second movement were particularly well-orchestrated. The Becks were the best foster family that she had ever had.
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