Lena St. Clair

    to terious ability to see t seet of another.

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    ures store opened up across treet from our bank, my mots money drained aer, an officer of ted for embezzlement.

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    I remember ty of my moting my  boug she will see.

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    I could see eering ient cars t e. And I ly glad to c. ailgated old ladies in they pulled over.

    And at time, I ed myself for being mean-spirited, for torment. Yet I couldnt  ed  morning, before ;You serminators, because Mirugai is your cat and so ts only fair.quot;

    None of our friends could ever believe  t our problems are muc, so deep I dont even knoom is.

    And no my motaying for a il tricians are done reend notter.

    Meanually s really ask, s says, quot;Aii, so muc; as s of ts alo my moterms: quot;ell, you see, its tails t cost