She could tell that he probably wanted to kiss her, but she did not act upon the opportunity. He hung vaguely for a moment as she passed. ‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here. Jackson. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. Hastily, he reached for the door. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination.
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