” 200 < 25 > MEETING MARTIN CHEN She tried out for the Lincoln High orchestra on a whim. He waved a cordial goodbye. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. Was it a week ago? No, perhaps more. Martin was the only person to directly address Lucy again, trying to reassure her that “real vampires melt in direct sunlight. ” She played with her hair.
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