Nightfall, Chapter 19

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And then there was Keefe, who simultaneously endured the entire range of emotions—fists curled with fury, eyes watery, skin pale from shock, hands shaking with a nervous, almost hopeful energy. But when it was his turn to speak, he chose to move to where Sophie sat curled up in one of the armchairs and crouched down to her eye level to ask how she was doing.

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