Clicking off of Fenton's line Jamie walked with her eyes down caste. Ignoring nearly everything and only looking up when she had to пересекать, крест a улица, уличный или thought she heard a voice of a long dead friend. She should have come back sooner, but running away had еще или less become her life. When she'd Остаться в живых too many of her children, orphans,she just up and moved away. Never looking back, never going back. Jamie wondered briefly if the вишня дерево she'd planted all those centuries назад had survived.Then she heard the play ground noises. Swings creaking, the streaky sounds of a child inching their way...
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