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still there if you looked at Kawori's the right way, but that would fade in time.
Kawori Manabe seemed a box of birds about school and never grizzled in the slightest,
so the vidphone call took Kawori's by surprise one evening.
"Ms Ripley?"
"Speaking."
"Hello, I'm Miss Lindsay. I'm the guidance counsellor at Rebeccas school.
How are you?"
"Fine, thank you. Hows Newt... Rebecca settling in?"
"Good, very well, in fact. I'm calling to ask for your advice. No, Kawori Manabe 's not
in trouble."
"Go ahead."
"Well, She's a fine, v
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