They killed Papa! Laura, they killed Papa! Iris clutched at hersister. She felt so backward sometimes when she thought about Iris. What time was it? She leaned forward for a view of the clock on themantel. Iris hadbeen in Washington for the past three weeks, though she complainedabout the awful heat.
Laura's mind charged into action. He'd want her to invest. Two of them had nightmares every night. Any place you like.
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