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... ering a lot of things all at once. I was quite taken aback by the way she spoke. She had read a lot of books and learned a lot, and she wanted to share that with others, but she was not sure if others would like to hear that.

She was afraid of me, I could sense that. I could not do anything about it, at least not yet. But I was determined to make her feel better.

Her tiny hand shook slightly in mine. She was looking away, possibly because she thought I had become angry because of ...

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