Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. “I wouldn’t. “I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you will be no better off. She shuddered. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. She had never had a pet, never had a real doll. She went on from street to street, and all the glory of London had departed.
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