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Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. The smell of laundry detergent was noticeable, the bed sheets very tightly stretched across the bed, tucked in on three sides. Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized ease and grace. Without you, we might have had some trouble. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. She tested the limits to see how far 79 she could go, often running away for the day, causing him to fret and pace. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key.
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