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2.11: If I had a hammer

The rain came down in sheets, pelting Jada.  She tried to cover her head with her shawl but it was no use.  The group had made it back to the southern wall of the city and were following along it till they reached the Southern Gate.

“Where’s the other one?” she asked Alfred, “the one in the dress.”

“Rom is repairing the lock to the coach place, she’ll catch up when she’s done.  She has Number 17 with her, so she should be fine.”

Jada stopped walking and looked up at the darkness above her.  “I think I’ve had enough adventure.  I’m cold.  I’m tired.  I’m drenched to the bone, and I’m old.”  She turned on her heel and started walking back the

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