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![]() She pulled out something she hadn’t carried with her in a long time: her battered blue New York Yankees cap. Instead, nestled at the bottom was a brownie-sized square of ambrosia wrapped in cellophane, and under that …Īnnabeth’s lower lip trembled. How had it not slipped off during the fight? And why did it feel so light? She realized her own backpack was still on her shoulder.
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