“You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. “Now you look happy. “It is not an easy matter,” he said, “for me to offer you an altogether adequate explanation.
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