“I was frightened then,” she declared. "I give you all of my genius, and you say—'Get out!' I am some kind of a dog. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. She could feel Martin’s eyes boring into her as she entered the room, her own personal Farhat. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the word; we’re litter.
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