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Miss Winters found me!  She may not be the spirit of Josette, but if not, she is the equal.  I am now ensconced in the West Wing, hidden away much as was The Lad.  She watches me as I sleep, but now I need a cross.  The last object I thought I’d ever demand.  The first thing I need.

I have a plan.

BC

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