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Thirty-Nine
Frankie: I had spent the last hour walking through the library, touching every book, shelf, and dust-covered encyclopedia I could find. My head was throbbing from the information I had absorbed, but I felt reassured, knowing that my spell had worked and that I could do this one thing for myself. "Are you hungry?" Kruel Hale's voice shook me from the trance that staring at the book's pages had put me in. I quickly shut the cover as if I had been caught doing something I shouldn't have done. "Gracious, Kruel! You scared me!" I swung the book at him, catching him on the shoulder. The interaction made a sparkling gleam in his bright eyes; playful and joyous, he smiled. "I'm sorry." His melodic and sincere laughter made me shiver—the sound of his happiness was pure peace in my adrenaline
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