“Tell him to drive—anywhere,” she exclaimed. Particles of bullet were embedded in Rhea’s large arm as she swung across the stones in her donated legs. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. "Souls," she answered, drily.
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