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Oh, Candy, you know me. Baubles are my little hobby. I love to string cheap rings on a thread and dangle them from window latches to catch the light. " cried Linus. " "So did I. " "Don't be greedy," his stepmother said to Linus. "It's the least Scorpio deserves. Helping us as he does. " "Wink double wink," said the lawyer. Stink double stink, thought Linus. In their room, Linus hissed, "That's not fair, Candy. That was my find. " "I've asked you repeatedly to call me Mother. Since your own mother died when you were born and your father's dead now too, there's no one left to object.
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