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Lola closed her eyes, gasping. She had just run so fast that she felt like her throat was burning all the way to her lungs. Also, her stomach was upset from hunger. Blake turned to Mark and asked, "Did you bring something to eat or drink?" "Oh, sure." Mark came to his senses and hurried away to get them some food. Miranda licked her lips, walked over with some bread and a bottle of water, and stuffed them into Lola's hands. "Here you go. Grab a bite of bread and you’ll feel better. The fruit in your pockets must be too sour to eat." Lola caught her breath and opened her eyes in Blake's arms. After looking at Miranda for a while, she said with a smile, "Thank you." Miranda looked away, not daring to look into her eyes. When she took out some more bread from the bag Mark had brought and

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