” Cathy hugged her. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. 5.
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