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You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green. “My God!” and ceased to move. “You will have to eat soon,” he said cryptically. It makes no difference. ” Michelle groaned and stopped eating dessert. “Miss Ellicot!” Brendon echoed.
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