She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. Michelle stopped by the Beck’s after school that day. ‘I do not command your services, mon major. I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice. They seed beyond all reason. And this shall be your diet till you die.
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