‘Have you any more pretty toys like that knife about you?’ ‘The girl’s a regular arsenal,’ Hilary snapped, giving up into his senior’s hand the nasty little weapon he had snatched. Not a word passed between them. One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed. CHAPTER XXIV. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh. Her anger died and she eyed him. 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. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust and terror. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed.
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