Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. But to England we will go. My foster mother, Janine, wasn’t much fatter. He must not in any way call their attention to it. Once she reached the bamboo curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist. He caressed her tenderly, with no trace of the Sebastian who had previously knocked her off her feet with a slap across the mouth. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter.
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