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... unusually still. Her little fingers traced patterns on the window glass. I kept glancing at her in the rearview mirror, trying to read her expression.
Was she okay? Had something happened? Had Celestia’s son already done something to her?
My hands tightened on the steering wheel.
"Baby?" I asked softly. "You okay back there?"
She looked up. Those black-gold eyes met mine in the mirror.
And then she smiled.
"Mommy." Her voice was breathless. Excite ...
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