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The child wrinkled their nose. “You didn’t answer my question.” “I’m the motherfucking sea witch. I don’t have to answer your question.” The child’s eyes widened. “You said a swear.” “Again, sea witch. I’m allowed.” The child nodded, apparently satisfied, before turning and wandering off down the beach.
The Unkindest Tide (October Daye, #13)
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