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The walls were lined with sharp tools%u2014blades, saws, hammers%u2014things she%u2019dnever seen in their house before. Theygleamed in the dim light as if freshlycleaned. Her dad was hunched over atable, working on something she couldn%u2019tsee clearly.Ellie felt her stomach turn. She didn%u2019t wantto stay any longer. Quietly, she slippedback upstairs and into her bed, pulling theblankets over her head. She lay awake allnight, her mind racing.6
