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"And now you've seen the light. Hallelujah."
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wide.
This time he cringed away, holding his hands up defensively. "Don't touch
me," he whispered.
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across my chest.
"Stop blaming Sam." The words came out fast, like a reflex. His hands
reached up to twist around the hair that was no longer there, and then
fell limply at his sides.
"Then who should I blame?" I retorted.
He halfway smiled; it was
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