He said nothing, even though it was not raining. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. No further responsibility whatever. She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. \"Yes, he's hot, drives a great car, parents are loaded, and, of course, as you say, good-looking. I am—’ ‘Like me, entirely English. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is. " "Silly love stories?" "No; love wasn't the theme.
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