Eleanor froze."Me?"Damon gave a cold snort. "You planned my kidnapping and made me Marcus's research subject. Don't you think you deserve to be punished?"Eleanor's mind went blank."Damon, let me explain!""I don't want an explanation! If you think you were wrong, turn yourself in."Eleanor opened her mouth to say more when Ruth suddenly came over, leaning on her cane.As if grabbing a lifeline, Eleanor hurried to meet her."Mrs. Westbrook, it's me, Eleanor."Thwack—Without warning, Ruth raised her cane and brought it down hard across Eleanor's back."I don't know any Eleanor. Stop coming around after my Damon. He's got college applications to worry about."Eleanor let out a muffled grunt of pain.Standing off to the side, Damon couldn't help laughing.Lately, Ruth's condition had more or less stabilized, but her memory had stopped at the time when Damon was in high school."Eleanor, when you do something wrong, you own up to it. Have you forgotten something that sim
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