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Chapter 10

No one had much of an appetite at dinner, and even Petra couldn’t bring herself to push more food onto the glum crew brooding around the table. “I suppose,” said Michael-Dan, poking his peas into a neat line, “that I can get a job cutting hair.” “You’re too young to get a job,” Bea pointed […]

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Chapter 11

Bea stifled an urge to reply “Thanks, Mervin Frostly!” as she held out the tea tray to the little man on the floor. He was bald except for a fringe of red and silvery curls that started above one sticking-out ear, and ran around his head to the other. He wore heavy brown plastic-framed glasses, […]

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Chapter 12

“Jiminy, but that’s disappointing,” said Mervin Frostly with a sad shake of his head. “She was so efficient.” Bea looked around the room. Frostly was clearly a man of many interests, but keeping organized was not one of them. No wonder he needed an assistant, very much like Hortensia needed her. “You’ll find someone else,” […]

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