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head pounded in rhyt

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bowl on the tray table. "Gourmet broth. Straight

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thing Colton had left of his father. I had spent months

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in her eyes. "She slapped my hand! And she told me

t me. His eyes

box?" His voice was a

dropped it.

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owl of soup. It

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p was s

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ally l

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poon still clutched in his hand. He look

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ging at his arm. A smirk played on her li

rned to me. "Get out of my city. I

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