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... ands balled into fists, and she bared her teeth too, face red with anger.
She was like those little dolls my step sister played with. I never thought I would see one in person.
I refrained from snorting or even indulging in amusement.
"I can tell you want to laugh!" she blurted and pointed an accusing finger at me.
"Far from it," I reassured, even though my lips pressed together, sinking slightly inward.
What am I going to do? I can’t hold it in. Deep brea ...
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