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1. Spit of your mother. She touched bow to strings, playing a fifth. They had cried a little, both. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. She wanted to be alone. The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. ‘She hasn’t said so, but I presume Valade had got hold of all the useful papers,’ Gerald went on.
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