Then she took her sister’s hand. She creaked, groaned, and rattled; but that was only her way of yawning when she awoke. There it was—to be borrowed. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage. .
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