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... rs. His hand trembled slightly as he pulled a clean shirt over his head, buttoning it one by one without really seeing what he was doing. At the stairs, his steps were heavy, careful. The quiet murmuring voices reached him before he even got to the bottom.
Three heads snapped up when they saw him.
"Oh, little uncle," Jacklin blurted, standing up straighter with a nervous smile. "Are you heading out now?"
Clyde eyed them, Jacklin, Dean, and Emile, gathered suspiciously at ...
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