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In the afternoon, Daisy Zane was waiting at home for Arthur North to pick her up.
She was sitting in the living room, watching Charles Amos running back and forth in the room. His curly shoulder-length hair was all messed up.
“Come here, let me tie up your hair.”
Charles fetched a box of small hair ties from the living room bookshelf and grabbed an ancient Luban lock next to it.
He sat on the carpet with his back to Daisy, fiddling with the exceedingly com ...
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