272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. I have broken from prison, and am come to save you. \" Michelle announced proudly, crossing her arms across her chest jovially, all eyes fixed upon her. Gerald raised his cockaded hat, and smiled. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. The Reaper is not sated yet. ” Ennison had things to say, but he looked at her and held his tongue.
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