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God, we suck. “Yes,” she said, “that is what we ought to do. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. 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.
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