Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. Goopes, she was sure was always high-browed and slow and Socratic. ‘That is very sensible, mon capitaine. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales.
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