He frowned. Crouching down, Gerald waited, hands at the ready. The weed was all right. Nine years ago, I was honest—was happy. At the door to the kitchen, he called out, ‘Pottiswick!’ The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. Capes went first, finding footholds and, where the drops in the strataedges came like long, awkward steps, placing Ann Veronica’s feet.
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