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It did not shock her; it amazed her,
interested her beyond measure. "
The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. “It’s too bad. I am determined to fight my own little battle with the world
—there must be a place for me somewhere, and I mean to find it. There are pretty
much three types, those that accept, and those who run
away, and those who fight. “Julian, please, let’s go to your place. With the extra
seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final
son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be
running up and down stairs all day. “Now I’ll have what I want from you, wife. “I am going,” she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. Is there
anything you want?" She laid her hand on his forehead, and found it without
fever.
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