Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. “Let us escape,” she said. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No.
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