She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. “You must not think of me as one. ‘You are dead, you,’ he yelled back, leaping into the seat of the final pew. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious.
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