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Suddenly a half stifled exclamation broke from Anna’s lips. They were sharp and dripping with black blood. This girl whom he had met by chance and befriended had done both. I freely forgive you. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. Mr. She simply refuses to see or hear from me again. So you are Prudence Remenham.
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