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Who is to say that I am not André Valade, an obscure relation of the late vicomte. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments.
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