Before her stretched blank spaces, dotted with running people coming toward her, and below them railings and a statue. “You’re our superstar!” Turning to her foster father, she was bear hugged again, squashing the white carnations. And, if Rachel had not carried a candle, the room would have been plunged in total darkness. ’ Lucy was silent for a space, once again wearing that inscrutable expression. The students passed Juicy Fruit sticks and notes back and forth, bartering various forms of social currency.
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