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Yes, it’s a scene re-created so often it has become almost a caricature of a trope, but let’s go through the process once again anyway because it’s necessary, even to this story.
They loved her, that was more than obvious. They just didn’t understand her.
This time hearing her voice aloud didn’t make her braver at all.
But I don’t like gothic novels, Snowball. They’re dreary.
“Goodbye—for a little while, at least,” she whispered. “You have your own adventures now. It’s my turn this time.”
We shall indulge the reader with the answer to exactly two of these questions, even as we indulge the author in a bit of fourth wall breakage.
