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“Who can tell?” she said. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. Shari was to be protected, to be dissuaded from driving in cars with older boys at night, to be steered away from dope and beer and certain friends who had no plans to work or to go to college. ” The detective went down on his hands and knees. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up.
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