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Sabhena appeared at the doorway as I finished writing my letters. She was to stay in the compartment with me and Buckley would be staying with Theodore in the next one along. It was customary according to Buckley. We had a lunch of cold meats and eggs with strange bread and more coffee. The noise of the train was making my head hurt but I wanted to talk to Theodore about what i should expect to have to do when we got to our new home. The table was cleared and Buckley began to trawl the newspapers while Sabhena sewed. Theodore sat beside me on a sofa and took my hand in his, 'My Momma wrote you a list Caireann, she knew you'd ask me and she knew I'd never remember everything you'd want to know so she wrote it all down. I'm happy to go through it all with you.' I nodded eagerly and he
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