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epilogue II.
Humility.
He’s too late again.
John parks a fair distance from what used to be a family’s home in New Jersey and prowls the police line, fading in and out of the crowd of men and women gathered around,
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Time. Porous, but not flexible, I think he said.
Bloodlines.
Oak trees.
Cherubs, third class, guilelessly following their orders.
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I love the heritage you're constructing. The bondages, patterns, and love if this family is fascinating. And already I can see I'm going to have to go around this story a few times. SUCH a chore. :)
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