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Leah accepted the paper with both hands, as if receiving something sacred. “Can you tell me about this?”
Norah leaned close to Atlas again, whispering into his ear. Then she straightened and spoke into the microphone, her voice thin but steady. “Table broke.”
A murmur rose from the gallery.
Leah held up the drawing. “Is this you?” she asked, pointing to the small figure.
Norah nodded.
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