A misunderstood mission
“We heard about you, about how you live all by yourself, and we…” Jane interrupted him, a sarcastic laugh escaping her lips. “And you thought that you could therefore sneak into my garden and steal from me?” Her voice was sharp, accusatory. The boys immediately shook their heads in disagreement, their eyes wide with fear and surprise. “No, ma’am,” the tallest boy said, his voice desperate.
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