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"Do your parents knohere you are and what you're

doing right now, Marcia?" I asked pointedly "I thought she went home," Marcia whined

"The last ti for a ith

Quin over the hill," she added, nodding toward the

bank behind thelared down at her a moment "I hope I don't have to come back," I said and

started toward the small rise in the beach I heard

Arnold chastising Marcia for tellingmoment after I reached the peak of

the sht a

out of a sleeping bag I drew closer The movement

within the bag was not hard to translate It brought the

blood to my face

"Belinda!" I screamed, but my voice was

carried off by the wind I screaain as I

approached and finally, they both stopped and

hesitated I called her again