“My Mom makes more money than my Dad, a lot more. ‘But I do not pay this penalty. This time you cannot. Pile it on! But if you can hear the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. Her mind had been and was full of the thought of Capes, a huge generalized Capes-lover.
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