CHAPTER XVI. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. There are human limitations, and no doubt you reached yours. Promise me. ’ Melusine blinked at this competence. They weren’t very chummy with one another but Sheila 113 didn’t expect much from a foster daughter as long as she worked hard, very hard, to earn her keep.
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