Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. "Was that thunder?" he faltered, as a terrible clap was heard overhead. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. Spurlock knew that somewhere along the way he would write a story worth while. Oh! thank you—thank you! I'm so happy!" "Stop, Winny!" he answered, gravely; "I haven't promised yet.
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