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\" Michelle met her at her locker, right on schedule, carrying a backpack so overstuffed it was its own conversation piece. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. ’ Melusine’s eyes narrowed and she drew back. Sir John, by instinct and training, was an unimaginative person. Only her babe died.
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