Turniej Pokemon

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ain. Grabbed the carry-bag from Slips 'n Greens and come down here. Turned
rightturned north. Toward the birchthe rockthe bag of bones. I'd done what I had to doand
while I was doing itRogette carried Kyra down the railroad-tie steps behind me and turned left on
The Street. Turned south toward Warrington's. With a sinking feeling deep in my bellyI realized I
had probably heard Ki . . . might even have seen her. That bird peeking timidly out from cover
during the lull had been no bird. Ki was awake by thenKi had seen me — perhaps had seen Joas
well — and tried to call out. She had managed just that one little peep before Rogette had covered
her mouth.
How long ago had that been? It seemed like foreverbut I had an idea it hadn't been long at all —
less than five minutesmaybe. But it doesn't take long to drown a child. The image of Kito's bare
arm sticking straight out of the water tried to come back — the hand at the end of it opening and
closingopening and closingas if it were trying to breathe for the lungs that couldn't — and I
pushed it away. I also suppressed the urge to simply sprint in the direction of Warrington's. Panic
would take me for sure if I did that.
In all the years since her death I had nev [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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