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“She dipped her fingertips into the water. Then she retreated, sucking air through her teeth, to the middle of the beach. Plumes of steam came off the ocean's surface and curled into the sky. It may have always been boiling. She hadn't noticed.”

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Book:Sister Dragon: A Novella
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