My father died a year ago, by the way. Hell, my mom hates everyone, don’t take this personally, but she doesn’t like you very much and she isn’t shy about letting me know. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. Its heroes never had daughters, they borrowed other people’s. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. He would provide the necessities of life and protect her. The delight of the turnkeys was beyond all bounds; but poor Mrs.
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