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... time I left Belcoot, devastated. I kept a strong facade upon leaving the castle, telling myself repeatedly I shouldn’t look back. I nearly ran back to Hugo that night, but Bowie carried me away to stop me.
He carried me while I cried my heart out and bawled my eyes until I could walk on my own. It took days, many days, for that.
Not all members of the Tarsa tribe went with me — only a few. Some left because they had to wait for the members of the tribe to cross the border. Bowie ...
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