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"Hmph. Enjoy your vacation," she said, spurring the horse.
"I'll see you later, I guess."
"I don't know," she said, sounding very nervous. "I haven't tried before."
"You're not."
She tilted her head, slightly annoyed. "I won't."
She stood up, shrugging listlessly.
"I don't have any of that stuff, and I don't know where Phos is."
"Are you sure you're not?"
"I know how children are, Avice," she said flatly.
"Don't do that. That hurt my feelings."
"I've been dealing with this kind of thing for years. It's something I just have to deal with."
"'Well' what?"
Natalia squinted at Avice for a moment, one brow raising.
"I was just... it was the general sentiment of it all!"
She shook her head, sitting up. "There's nothing you can do. I just have to deal with it."
Jack stood next to her, talking quietly to Natalia. "Remember that Sawyer's formula is in the grey bag, okay? Don't forget." "God, Jack, I know."
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"No, it is not!"
She looked in bad shape, her entire body weary as if she had run a marathon. The dark circles under her eyes seemed to have deepened. "I know,"...
Natalia held the reins, one eyebrow raised. Sawyer and Aubrey were both in her lap.
