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"Mom, you called for me?" Frances had waited till Abigail had finished her meal. From the way she fumes all the way from downstairs to her room, Frances could tell that she was very angry and that this meant serious business.

"I did, but first things first, can you fight?"

Frances could not understand the question; it was not the kind that someone would ask you just randomly. "Fight?" she asked