God, I hate these stupid ear infections! Have you ever had one?” Michelle asked. The stain upon our family is only half effaced: I have sworn the death of the villain and his bastard, and I will keep my oath. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. The whole story of your relationship is a fabrication.
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