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VDiane breathing quietly beside him, Finn lay awake thinking about everything that had happened. The things his father had said, and the things Connor's mother had said. He tried and failed to make sense of it all. He kept coming back to the unrestrained glee in Connor's mother's eyes when he'd told her the timing messages were being broadcast again. As if she'd been expecting it. When he got chance, he would talk to Mrs. Megrim. She'd be able to make sense of it all. Either that or tell him to stop wasting his time worrying. A low murmur of voices and coughs and the occasional whimper drifted through the air in the Moot Hall. Everyone was there, gathered from up and down the valley, lying side by side in the darkness of the night. Families from farther afield had continued to turn up th

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