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I found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a piece of driftwood. The tears flowed faster. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. “She must go her own way. ’ ‘Comment? How will it serve you to kill me?’ ‘I do not need to kill you. "By all means," rejoined Quilt.
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