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... er up tightly in blankets, and held her small hand, rubbing it until some color returned to her face, which relaxed him.
Soup, hot soup, yes hot soup.
He dashed into the kitchen, lifted the pot lid; there was still some meat soup left. The scent made his mouth water. Gnashing his teeth, he took a bowl from the side, scooped some soup, and covered the bowl with his clothes. Just as he was running out of the kitchen, having barely taken a few steps, he encountered a quiet five or s ...
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