The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. \"I'm sixteen, I'm a junior like you. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. I cannot let you go.
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