She put back his tumbled hair, looked long into his eyes, realizing with a shock that she was looking up. Her little boy was gone.
Masterwork Research: Wish Granted tasks, The Sheriff was a small man with fair, curly hair like a girl’s; but there was that in his eye that reinforced his pistol, made the big fellow quail, the other mutter a low warning. The two lifted the chest by its strong handles and stepped out.
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Masterwork Research: Wish Granted tasks “I want Howard Eliot,” she cried, “he can sing so lovely, an’ I want Miss Gordon, she’s so comfortin’.”.
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