The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel. Wood. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. He gave glimpses of possibilities. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way. She acted as her mother had taught her to.
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