“Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Narrow little beady brown eyes, and she’s got big eyebrows like dead caterpillars. "I was just going," said Thames.
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