“Need a boost?”“And get your nasty hands all over my well-turned fanny? Not likely, white boy!” Then she dropped him “We underestimated em once and they made us look like monkeys. ”Aunt Cord had stared, eyes wide, mouth open. for the time being, at least.
He wanted it to be the last thing Rimer saw on this side of the clearing. Yet perhaps it was to the good. “There,” Jake said, pointing. Ye’ve proved honest; ye may dress yerself and go.
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