” She patted his arm and wiped her tears away. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. I’m taking no chances. ‘What’s to do?’ ‘Valade is here. Is there anything you'd like?" "Books.
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