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- “I know,” Edith said contritely, “and I am terribly sorry for this imposition. I am sure there is no place for me and—” “Oh, don’t worry, my child,” she interrupted her. “Everyone has a place. I will make sure you find yours.” Alan inwardly winced at the barb.
- ouch
- Lucille paced again, faster, balling her fists. “It doesn’t matter at all. I put the poison in the porridge.”
- OH MY GOD HAHAHA i'm laughing HOW COULD HE BE SO STUPID OF FUCKING COURSE SHE POISONED THE PORRIDGE
- “To learn what we fear is to learn who we are.”
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