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... cendents’ spell.
Nothing about the scene—people, situation, or dialogue—made the slightest sense. Yet no matter how many times he blinked, Sharen’s sunny smile never wavered.
“…….”
“Wh‑ahp?”
Isaac grabbed Sharen’s cheeks and pulled them wide. Even Helmut’s muscles couldn’t fight that stretch, and her words came out a muffled mess.
“Wh‑wha’s wron’ wif you?!”
“…You really are Sharen.”
The quick temper and grumbling that followed were pure Sha ...
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