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Milo held out a hand. “You’re supposed to shake it,” he said, after a moment.
“Right.” She put her hand in his and he shook it matter-of-factly. Yeah. You’re not from around here.
“Well, Lucy Sladan,” said Milo, “you look pretty good for someone who just got struck by lightning. Aside from all the mud and sticks and stuff.”
She stared at him blankly. “Struck by what now?”
“You’d think you’d be on fire or something. Is your hair supposed to be that purple?”
“Did you say lightning?” Lucy dug around in her backpack for a pen and her notebook, which she opened to a relatively scribble-free page. “Start from the beginning,” she said. “What exactly did you see? Also, where did you come from and what are you doing here?”
“Whoa. Wait a minute.” Milo raised his palms. “I don’t see a badge, officer. Why don’t you start?”
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