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... as still sound asleep. However, she had sensed when Maxwell Peary got up.
She sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Uncle?"
Confused for a moment, it then dawned on her.
Uncle Peary had left earlier, and she had somehow forgotten in an instant.
So stupid.
Nia Mitchell frowned, then lay back down, pulled up her blanket, her face flushed.
After another nap, by the time Nia Mitchell woke up, it was already nighttime.
The sun had set, and the sk ...
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