Diving towards it, he tried to press against the rivulet that was seeping from it, hampered mightily by Melusine’s fingers, which were grasping at his other hand. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. The stairs were outside but they had been covered with a thin plastic roof. It’s just hard to keep things from her. . It was empty. He felt his heart beat faster and faster—his self-restraint slipping away. “Do all foster kids have the instinct?” Michelle asked naively.
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