" "Yes, there was one," observed Ireton. Laying these carefully aside, he restored the drawer to its place. "Constance—or, rather, Mrs. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. ’ Gerald’s eyes never left the girl.
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