\" Michelle agreed, staring into the clouds. They do not come for me, to find me and bring me home. It wouldn’t be you. Anna admitted the fact. Lord, I am sixty. It throbs cruelly. The Reaper is not sated yet. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted.
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