Reaching the panel, she was able with the aid of her lantern to find the lever at once. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. Find that boy. “You need a reason.
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