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You're worried, Sin, about that

friend of yours. You're not writing, not

anymore. You wander aimlessly about

your house all day waiting for news. If

only you knew what I did. Would you

still be as concerned as you are right

now? I look at the house next door to

you, I will wait till nightfall to get back

inside. Mrs. Gregory is in bed, the tea I

made her had her dozing off. I hate that

I have to go to such lengths, but when