Chapter Five-3

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Nell stiffened at the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs toward where she sat, tracing the patterns in the spindles. She’d run out of steam just past the second landing. She relaxed when she saw Sarah, who sighed, then lowered herself onto the stair next to Nell. “I told you not to choose the attic.” Nell nodded sheepishly. She shifted her tush a bit. “Thinking of sleeping here tonight.” Her butt was already asleep. One of her legs, too. Sarah angled, so that the wall supported her, her expression a bit complicated to parse. What was worse than tired? Cuz she was so there. Nell studied the spindle she fingered. Unlike the two men, it wasn’t hard to parse. She wrapped her hand around cool wood and stroked up, then down. Saw cartoon eyes and a toothy scowl form in the spindle shape.

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