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XIV. Act (51)
'Try not to worry...I'm sure it can be fixed.' Frida was trying to calm herself down.
The fourteen year old was blotting her damp eyes with a sleeve and seemed to be searching for something around the foot of her bed.
A very old-looking telescope sat on her covers...part of it's lens was cracked.
'I broke a promise...maybe I-' "OW!" Frida grabbed her left hand, and shortly after could hear footsteps from outside her room...followed by a voice.
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, dad...fine." 'Act like nothing happened.' She pulled out a piece of glass and cringed.
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