Rain came softly from the west, tapping on the window. Somewhere beyond the woods a jagged vein of lightning stretched downward from the clouds, and muffled thunder rattled the screen, waking Sam. I was already at the window watching the storm. I couldn’t get the Pink Lady out of my head.
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A King in a Court of Fools
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