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”
She shook her head at once.
“No.”
“It isn’t safe to walk alone.”
“Mama said not to go with strangers.”
There was nothing dramatic in the way she said it. No accusation. No childlike fear. Just a rule. A survival rule, learned and polished by repetition.
“I’m not a stranger,” he said, and heard how weak that sounded.
She stared at him for another beat, then continue reading …
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