CHAPTER89

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A Father's Woeful Demise " Flora, run — there's been a extremity at the sanitarium!" Marissa cried in a pulsing hurry as she nearly dragged Flora out of the small safehouse door. Flora's blood was pounding in her ears." What's it? What passed?" she was suitable to query, her own voice no further than a soft tale, laden with call. Marissa's bright, encouraging eyes were veiled in gashes." It's your father I looked out and there was a crowd of people. They are yelling, and someone said he is getting beaten up by a mob. Flora, I am so sorry." " Beaten?" Flora's voice shook, a mix of disbelief and a deep, eating fear." No it can not be.". While contending down the avenue, Marissa rumored constantly," They're at St. Joseph's Hospital. I heeded to the temptress of the ambulance and heard th

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