He hugged them, then made his way through the crowd and found a chair opposite Karl. Would that be a bad thing? Charlotte spoke sharply, before she could stop herself. Charlotte thought she must have misunderstood him. There was nothing supernatural about her; she looked normal, if rather pale, her face almost lost between the swathe of black fur and the deep-crowned hat.
I can't make you understand. David froze. And he watched for Karl's reaction; the slightest hint that Karl secretly still cared for her. That made it a little easier; but it was her father Charlotte most dreaded facing.
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