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Black SUV Arrival

Author: Jenne Lopes
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"It wasn't revenge," I countered instinctively. "She was protecting me."

"Was she?" Eleanor asked, voice neutral. "Or was she protecting her legacy through you? The line between protection and possession can be remarkably thin."

That struck uncomfortably close to what I'd been wrestling with since finding the journal. Had Mami Lulu loved me for myself, or as a vessel for her stolen techniques? Had she been genuinely maternal, or calculating in a different way than the Kingstons?

"Why are you here?" I asked, changing the subject. "What do you want?"

"I watched you work at the fair." Eleanor set her cup down. "It was like seeing a ghost. Not just the technical execution, which was flawless, but the intention behind it. Lupe's techniques perfectly preserved, down to the way you angle the mandrel during the final turn."

I didn't respond. There was nothing to confirm or deny.

"When I heard someone had bought Lupe's old cabin, I wondered if it might be you. Few people would have reason to w
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