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... rmor. I dropped to one knee so she didn’t have to reach. She buried her face in my chest like she used to when she was small. The strawberry shampoo was the same. The voice wasn’t.
"You’re late," she said into my jacket, trying to sound stern and failing.
"I was busy punching a snake the size of a castle," I said. "It took a minute."
She pulled back to look up at me. Twelve now, long dark hair in a loose braid, eyes bright and sharp the way they get when she’s quietly mea ...
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