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Chapter 148: We Will Tell Them On Saturday

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"Talk about what?" Lyra asked, though the question came out small.

"About whatever it is you're not telling me," Isabelle said. "I love you, Lyra. Both of you. Whatever is going on, I want to understand it. But I need you to be honest with me. I'm not asking as a punishment. I'm asking because I'm scared I'm losing my daughter to secrets, and I don't know why."

Lyra's tears finally spilled over, silent and hot down her cheeks.

"Okay," she whispered. "We'll come."

"Saturday. Seven o'clock."

"Oka
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