"Dawn Pearl!… come here!" She moved to the side of the bed. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. Just then—I was nervous. It's a mighty quare 'un, though. The buboes broke and God took Lucia's mother.
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