Holding up

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*Lupo* "No, it isn't like that. You have to believe me," I say desperately. She presses her hands to her face. "I want to forget again. I want to forget everything." Then she turns to Faye. "You mustn't tell my brother. He must never know what happened." Faye shakes her head. "No, we won't tell him. But your uncle told him you ran away. He's searching for you, so we must tell him something." "I need to think about it. He can't know that I was touched, that I’m... wicked." She cries out. "You’re not," I insist, stepping forward. "Dotty…" "Don’t you call me that. Don’t you ever call me that. Not after what you did. To you, I am Miss Odette Littlepaw. You'd do well to remember that." She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then another. Her spine straightens, her shoulders go back

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