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trying to justify why the wolf always tore at them. Trying to
please that rabid wolf. And for a while they’d tried to please
it, too, believing they couldn’t do anything right and if only
they’d try a little harder. Roger had failed them for seven
years. That part, unforgivable. Leaving, just a technicality.
She slammed the door behind her, shaking the frame,
and climbed the stairs without looking back. ADVANCE READING COPY
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