“Thanks,” Isadora said. “I would be interested in reading that book of literary criticism you told me about. Would you let me borrow it?” Klaus looked down. “I can’t,” he said. “That book belonged to my father, and it was destroyed in a fire.” The Quagmires looked at one another, and their eyes grew even wider. “I’m very sorry to hear that,” Duncan said. “My sister and I have been through a terrible fire, so we know what that’s like. Did your father die in the fire?” “Yes he did,” Klaus said, “and my mother too.” Isadora put down her fork, reached across the table, and patted Klaus on the
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