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yes.”
Kora’s eyes moved instantly to Lenora because daughters were born knowing when a room held something their mothers would rather keep unnamed.
Lenora looked away and reached for tea that had gone cold.
“Moren, for once, let it go.”
Moren straightened.
“Fine. We follow the plan. But if anything happens to her tomorrow, Mr. Marchetti, you and I will continue reading …
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