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George looked at her for a long moment. finally he replied, "and why do you find it so hard to think someone might like you and want to do things for you?
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George Looked At Her For A Long

Tamora Pierce
George looked at her for a long moment. finally he replied, "and why do you find it so hard to think someone might like you and want to do things for you?
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