Jessica The Ink Spell

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“Hi,” I say, embarrassed. “Um. Sorry to barge in.”  He ignores me and glances over my shoulder. “Eli. What is this?” His voice is calm and deep, with a smooth American accent.  “It’s a girl.” Eli helps me out of my coat. “I know you’ve been up here a while, but surely you must have seen one before.”
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