'Dad! Dad, he's here!''What?' He rushed over to him, grabbed him, shook himnot very gently. Herreactions had seemed much more normal than -- well, thanthen. And then shethought that Minty did deserve, did need a lovely night, aswarm and as tender as it could be. Finally at six, she gotup, made herself a cup of camomile tea, and was justclimbing back into bed when the phone rang.
And goodness only knewwhen she would be in. I'll bethere. 'Octavia, I feel absolutely terrible. Minty threw it on the ground.
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