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“What does he even want from you?” “What are you talking about?” I asked, though I worked it out the minute the question left my mouth. I knew there had been plenty of rumors about Ture while you were growing up in Hissmofors, but he had never tried anything with me. He was a good friend, and that was that. “A load of rubbish, that’s what that is,” I snapped.
When the Cranes Fly South
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