" "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. My father died a year ago, by the way. “Ye Gods!” she said at last. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. . 9. But there is need for the proof that I am me, and that is what I look for.
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