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“Page 144 is terrifying,” I continued. “It is a description of a boy at his absolute lowest point. It is raw, and it is hard to read.”
I walked over to the shelf, pulled the book, and handed it to Brenda.
“Now,” I said, “please read page 146.”
She hesitated. “What?”
“Read page 146. Aloud, please.”
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