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... of them turned.
She stood in the doorway in sleep shorts, an oversized shirt, and the kind of expression that meant she had either overheard something, solved something, or become a national problem in under ten minutes. At eleven, with black hair and black eyes like Chris and a mind that had begun arranging itself into something far too sharp for anyone’s peace, she looked offensively awake for the hour.
Chris narrowed his eyes first. "Why are you not in bed?"
Nayra lea ...
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