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You’re not to go. Mrs. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. I wanted the time with you. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. She found her foster father and Mike still awake, playing high stakes UNO at the dimly lit kitchen table. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. He yielded his place and struck instead with his tongue.
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