A town called Foster. ” He examined the emerald in his hands and placed it carefully on the glass table. ” She shook her head, snapping out of her reverie. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. "I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist.
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