Standing there, as bold as brass, was a witch as tall as the door - taller even - and she did not looked pleased. Indeed, her expression was remarkably disagreeable.
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The girl stared at him with something akin to incandescent rage, or was it chronic constipation? From his earlier resurrection cases the he had found both scenarios to be good guesses.
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It was lucky for Lilly that she did not wake up. For standing next to her bed, hidden from all adult eyes, was a witch of the night. She, was a creature of cold cruelty, and she bore a pathological hatred for all children.
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