And he liked her. There were a few loose, broken fragments of rock to reckon with upon the ledges, and one place where hands did as much work as toes. Gina, the eleven year old, just couldn’t take it and she ran away. “You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered.
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