[M] I want to believe
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In contrast, the ever-spunky Wretch was delighted to hear her role in the story. She was Ankh! She was one of the heroes in the story. In most stories there was a bad guy who did bad things and a good one who did good things...and she was glad to hear that the one who she represented was on the right side. Her brother had been born unlucky, she realized, as he stood up to go toward their mother.


"Why joo not name us after them?" If there was one for each of them, then why hadn't their parents named them the names from the story? She had been quiet and still during the story, but as her father's gaze fell upon her her entire rear end began to wag back and forth.

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