She could not see clearly. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. The larger problem at hand was drugging her foster sister, Shari, into a deep sleep. I miss her a lot. “Dear John,” she whispered. ” She said. If you’ll forgive my saying that, and implying what goes with it. To Breanna for believing in this project at every step. "Mrs.
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