" "It is," replied Jack. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. All that she had ever loved were gone, except Sebastian. But I will go. You’re a piss-poor liar, John. She had been working upon a ribbon of microtome sections of the developing salamander, and he came to see what she had made of them. Apparently I’m not to exist yet.
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