She sighed. We were supposed to have a picnic today, Clair said in her small, uncertain voice. Helped me remember why I was doing this kind of work-and any other murder victims that might follow. I'd cried because Jessica Arnet thought I was corrupting Nathaniel.
Micah helped me gather up the big knife and the two handguns. Oh, she said in a small voice, and she pulled away from Micah and walked into the room. She took her hand back. Knew that danger was very, very close.
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