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“After today, I will not walk with you anymore. Do not look for me,” he said. This sudden pronouncement stung me like a switch. Tears welled in my eyes. “Why do you cry?” he demanded curtly. “I do not cry,” I lied. His people consider tears a sign of lappity character.
Caleb's Crossing
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